Poetry: Rajorshi Patranabis 'Kafir'

Rajorshi Patranabis

Antique

Crackled skits slide insane

Antique love writhes in pain.

Feeble visions hope to see

Fiery heart cringes to throb

Memories of our forgotten rain

Antique love writhes in pain.

Leaves slush

Gardens bloom

Truss breaks trust again

Antique love writhes in pain.

Past aura

Present dream

Kafir drenches your lonely mane

Antique love writhes in pain.

Crackled skits slide insane

Antique love writhes in pain.

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Story to tell

Obtuse spells of storm and gale

Kafir still has a story to tell.

Construed circumvents

Broken dreams

Limps vie to fly and sail

Kafir still has a story to tell.

Alarmed times

Tangents tangle

Blood rivets slim and frail

Kafir still has a story to tell.

Sprinkled spring

Drenched heart

Dreams dream in misty veil

Kafir still has a story to tell.

Silent dreams bleed and wail

Kafir still has a story to tell.

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Struggles

Smiles reminisce lost fame

Kafir struggles to change his name.

Plans curate to peep

Blares offer trumpeted darkness

Tomorrow puts today to shame

Kafir struggles to change his name.

Construed to misunderstand

Pious glitter in atheism

Love eludes his empty frame

Kafir struggles to change his name.

Plural remembrances

Singular hauntings

Lost love wired in times

Known play unknown game

Kafir struggles to change his name.

Lashed rejection smells the same

Kafir struggles to change his name.

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Then

And then...

Clouds burst to cry

Tattered, clumsy and shy.

Sun claim gold

Moon define silver

Nights speak dark

Days banter hope.

And then...

Clouds burst to cry

Tattered, clumsy and shy.

Walk through times

Drips of last crimson sunset

Your glimpse still lingers

Smiles of agony.

And then...

Clouds burst to cry

Tattered, clumsy and shy.

Blue touches you

Red touches me

We touch your breath

Divine touches us

And then...

Kafir's truthful lie

Tattered, clumsy and shy

Then

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Rose

Poetry glitters in flowering prose

Blinded kafir smells his rose

Flora intoxicated

Tipsy greens wake

Sniff truants hapless nose

Blinded kafir smells his rose

Sprigs of spring

Bleakly groping rudder

Red undualtions prick to dose

Blinded kafir smells his rose

Sprinklers wet his browning mud

She tears her drop of tear

His unturned dream to hold her close

Kafir lives

Lives to kiss his rose

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Nook

Feeble breath's lost look

Kafir falls for her sloppy nook

Misled obliterate

Morbid kiss

Another day another rook

Kafir falls for her sloppy nook.

Deep withdrawal

Shallow limpings

Smiles emanate in misty spook

Kafir falls for her sloppy nook

Lingered darkness

Flickering light

Love proves to be the quintessential crook

Kafir falls for her sloppy nook

Poetry blossoms our last story book

Kafir falls for her sloppy nook

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Moon

Black blackened in silver

White loses its eternal fervor

Golden dots whiff

Brown contours you

Circled dementia remembers its flavour

White loses its eternal fervour

Kafir smells in ecstasy

Holds you in his arms

"You are my moon"

You stared deep

Deep in his dead eyes

Moon smiles cold

Chilled in fever

White loses its eternal fervour

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Sky

Blue engulfs in stifling grey

Kafir hugs your clouded day

Sponges slaughter

Croons of silence

Dark self has the final say

Kafir hugs your clouded day

Erst bitten lip

Blood loses grip

Aroma blooms to spread

Fingers kiss to walk

Your wet lips parted to pray

Kafir hugs your clouded day

Unending robust sky

You and your remnant play

Kafir hugs your clouded day

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Bio: Rajorshi Patranabis 'Kafir' is a multilingual poet and translator. A wiccan by philosophy he has experimented with different forms of poetry. He has been published in many national and international journals like Setu Bilingual Magazine (US), The Dhaka Review, The Kolkata Cadence etc. He has four collections of English poetry, 1 of Bengali and 2 of Assamese translation.

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Setu, May 2022