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May Day and Insomnia – Poetry from Bengal

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May Day and Insomnia – Poetry from Bengal
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 Still I’m running

And

They’re working…..

And unchained century ripples!

[author title=”Suhina Biswasmajumdar” image=”https://sindhcourier.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/Contemporary-World-Literature-Suhina-Biswas-Sindh-Courier-1.jpg”]Suhina Biswasmajumdar is a writer from Kolkata, Bengal. A life-long devotee of Swami Vivekananda, Suhina is against any discrimination. Two significant life-forces propel her – ‘love’ and ‘writing’. Suhina’s book ‘Tumi’ (you) and Songs of Silence (A Journey to Love), are collections of her poetic thoughts. [/author]

 

May Day and Insomnia

A bucket full of roasts…..

A bunch of golden rose…

A burning desire to live….

 

Those unfinished stories of yester years

Tearing hearts …or frozen tears….

A bit of hungry terrors

But not of shaken hopes,

 

Love to read then when explain in our teens: “…. miles to go before I sleep …”

 

Still I’m running

And

They’re working…..

 

And unchained century ripples

Hisss hisss hisss….

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Need a Life

Need a life to see

Another to watch

Perceive in a new

Then realize in one,

 

Still

In this incarnation

Only feel the same

Isn’t it really luxury to give birth to them?

And get attacked

 

While observe the game

Fields be green or grey

Bright or barren

But crops and corpses play there again.

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Yokoso*

Welcome dear poet

Welcome to the city

The city of drought n dream n frantic– fidelity

Where crowds are burdened, cold n clean

Still they survive, with dagger or deen*

Where venom climbs like vines

Where poem dives into dime,

 

Come to the heart of the city

Where dyeing leaves look crazy

Can’t break the rules of heaven

Smile while smell what u inhale

No trauma no drama they know

Roots are fixed, they learn how to flow,

 

Come dear poet

Welcome to my city

Where life is gorgeous, n light broken shadows look pretty

Come, just embrace the warmth of its joy

Night posts may fear but stone, paper, scissors aren’t toys?

Write your verse, the ‘vasan’* of the truth

Where poetry brings tears to a Ruth!

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*Deen – Religion 

*Yokoso – Japanese word that means Welcome 

*Vasan – Bengali word that means Emersion – When the Durga Murti is immersed in the river.