Poetry: Gopal Lahiri

Gopal Lahiri
Voiceless

there is no hurry
no fear, no hope
either
windows and staircases
in the house
remain
silent
all
day and
night

only shadows
move
when dusty winds
blow
when the
voiceless bird
goes for
a stroll
in the empty
balcony

lives of insects
precious
here.
no candle licks
up the
darkness

after many years
the broken
walls now waiting
when the sunrays
slip through
when the pale mirror
face the
white clouds.
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Change

There is the red of the sandstone
The green of the grass
The silver of the moon soaking
In unsoiled happiness

There are places where
People and animal haggling
For the past

The aroma of grilling the meat
The zesty spices, ginger and herb
The frying of onion and garlic
In the marketplace

The crumbling walls that have been layered
Over the centuries
Tutor you

From narrow forest trails to open place
When fresh wind hit your face
Changes in surface
Under the feet
From gravel to tarmac
Cobblestone to concrete
From earth to marble

There are no refusals
Letting the sound
Mute behind

There are mothers
Turn moon in their hand
Change to last lights
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Missing Link

Walk straight down
the sandy bank
Into the water bodies
The heron looks perplexed.

Drifting in the
river of the city
the dead flowers
empty some dull moments

Silt like layers swaddle in white,
Not a word is spoken,
of memory piling up
that links us soul to soul.

The setting sun bleeds
in the Western sky
It’s that good, it’s that sad
It’s that hopeless yearning!
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Tapestry

A strong wind
threading the unknown thriller

The firm brush strokes
erase the dusty corner

Different by the minute
the shadow under the parapet

The falling leaves
trapped by the bird’s nest

Simple
The curve of the winning path

Endearing
The tapestry of the summer evening.
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Haiku

1.

a strong dose of luh-uv
the lustre of a life time
receptive night sky.

2.

make a wish gesture
symphony of red and brown
lets you read the mind

3.

amid lilting strings
revisit to the childhood 
dissect the lyrics

4.

sky filling with cries 
the sun has come out blazing

answers to God’s call. 

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