|Sankari Prasad Sarkar|
As I EnterAs I enter
through the eyes of a painter,
I wander in vain the valley
or unknown alley
where she descends
and the message she sends
on the subject, nature, forms, faces
and eyes through which she traces
deep down in her mind
that hopefully bind
visitors trying to discover
a canvas has to offer.
I was eagerly waiting for
a brush with the top brass
when I developed a cold feet
and met with grass under my feet.
With Nature As I AmI feel happy to walk on the meadow
and sit aglow in the reflecting shadow.
Wish you not to rush on the lush green grass
but sit or lie down on the nature’s canvas.
Chances are you may hear
in your heart a ring.
You never know when you start singing
a song of love held dear
with your heart following.
As you sing, you soar on the wings of love.
and feel as if you are in heaven above.
Sometimes ISometimes I fail to understand
where I stand.
Earth, they say, is round.
Starting as earth-bound
I can come back around.
The idea appears sound
but the fact of the matter rests in ‘do I’.
The world troops in groups asking uneasy why.
Sometimes I feel down under the pretext
of having no context.
Still I intercept the confusing text
and set sail for what next.
Sometimes I feel the world is one whole.
It is not a rat hole
where we may seek refuge
with individualism and deluge.
It is my wholehearted view
to live with you, you and all of you.
Sometimes I wonder
if I am making a blunder
in seeking the whole
as my goal
or interested in the convergence
of distracting distasteful divergence.
At the end of the day
I would bare my heart
not to drift apart.
Allow me to say
and share my dream
of having a world without seam
where ‘a united human family worldwide’
will live ‘with unlimited love on our side’.