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| Mitali Chakravarty |
1.From my Window in Singapore
Cries that rise across distant seas
Bring Amphan, locusts, Nisarga
Closer to my hearth
To my heart
Ebola
I cannot ignore the cries that rise
from Floyd’s wife and his daughter
These are all there — conglomerate
At the back of my mind
Quietly flows the river
Green and calm
The island is like a balm
Tied to the chaos
with frayed bonds of COVID
Will it ever end? This vigil that
has made living
a surreal dream
out of a Daliscape
Mankind writhes in Pain
The island heaves with the ocean’s unrest
A silent prayer
for the hurt, the living
Will we survive?
Where is the sunbeam on the river?
The clouds will part. The cyclones will
end.
Mankind will again relearn from the gyre
The oceans will calm.
And the river will continue to flow, quiet
and green.
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2. Sunset
rainbows that sing
of a sky free
soaring with the colours
of sunset,
drenching
in peach and gold,
embracing me in its fold
kissing me
till dyed in night
a moon rises against a
starlit sky
there are no borders
no boundaries
no orders
no sickness
no death
only an eternity where I stretch
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3. Quest
Wavering words
afloat in
the boundless blue sky
Shimmering
Soaring, Flying
In quest of eternal lines
Little waves of gold
Flickering against the azure
Riding on clouds of white
Playing with sunrays
Drifting
Wafting to create
an Eternal Line
A Line that
Will no longer
Be yours or mine
Seal all great divides
One True Line
which will heal all breaches
made by history or Time
Sublime
Aham brahmasmi*
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*I am the Absolute, Brihadaranyaka Upanishad
Excellent poems! Greetings. Ashraful Kabir
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