I.Seasons and Her

Darkness envelopes the Monsoon sky;
The promise of rain beckons
Poets and their inspired verses,
As leaves, petals and us
Breathe a new life, exhaling a silent sigh;
Respite from the summers torturous heat.
The first rain embraces the earth,
Emanating the intoxicating smell,
Rising slowly, one with the tobacco smoke.
…From shaded river banks to this gloomy room,
…I here and she so far away;
Trapped in an isolated dream.

The winter chill creeps in slowly.
Outside, the leaves brown and brittle:
Little flecks like moths borne on the frosty air.
Racing along with the river, gushing past.
The lethargy spread like an epidemic;
Every being gracing a semi-eternal sleep.
Snugly I am tucked in my faithful blanket,
The mind lost in a dream of her:
…From deserted river banks to silent alleys.
…I here and she so far away,
Oblivious of my existence.

We welcome ‘Maa’ to our humble homes.
The ‘Shorot’ skies adorned with cloudy wisps,
Every corner ringing with the beat of ‘Dhaak’.
Mustard fields abloom with a yellowiest hue.
Revelry all around; New clothes and a renewed joy.
Then with teary eyes and saffron we bid her goodbye.
This forlorn heart reminded yet again:
…Her voice echoing through an empty abyss.
…My thoughts drifting in and out, with her.
…I here and the Raagini lost in my imagination,
Nonchalantly walking away.
                                                                            -Dipanjan Saha

II.Raagini, the Muse

Sad notes rise from my strings,
As I play runs on the ‘Pilu’ raag.
The desolation echoing through the corridor.
Scream-singing a melancholic hum:
Pathos herself inclined to weep.

Raag and Raagini rises in unison,
Pushing away the thought of her,
Making this sorrow dissolve,
This futility disappear ,
Taking my hand,
Illuminating my way,
From the bounds of stagnation,
To the fields of eternal bliss.
                                                    -Dipanjan Saha

DEATHWISH

The blue skies now ashen
With smoke from cannons.
The water once, crystal clear,
Now crimson red,
Laced with futile waste.
The famished; denied the bread,
Mothers wailing, groping for their
Babies; Their spines snapped.
Their muddy tears unheeded, Rolling into
Barrels resting against their temples.
The cold damp ether smells of poison;
The poison of inhumane Malice,
The lips of blind Greed softly exhaling;
Cozened naivety devoured by the vile.

Emaciated skeletons of ancestral trees,
Stands tall amidst the ruin; the chaos,
Bear witness to the insatiable hunger;
More, More and yet More.
The seeds of hatred planted in barren soil.
Pushing its filthy head into
A world plagued by anger and atrocities,
Where steel, fire and guns
Soar higher than the white dove and olive branch.
The looming vultures silhouetted against
The waning sun, salivating at the sea of human flesh.

No phoenix will rise from the ashes again;
No God nor Noah will save the earth this time…
From a BIGGER BANG.