Laksmisree Banerjee |
GANDHI AT THE CROSS ROADS
He grew and grew like a huge banyan
With taut roots, a leafy shade
for us to sit under and introspect.
But now he stands at the crossroads
spectacled in stone, all alone
in dimness of truth and
Iconic distance in the webs of history.
The vendor still fights under the sun
bent under the load of his wares
the slum dweller droops in death
the capitalist still swoons in exultant
vulgarity with his Gandhi-stamped currency
bought from the sweat and blood
of the down-and-outs while
the demagogues shout “non-violence”
to garner votes for everlasting power.
The Mahatma in his statuesque immobility
carved in rocky apathy
at the traffic signal, stares silently
at the quagmire of life.
GANDHI’S TRICOLOUR
The tri-colour flutters
In the immanence of
His pure white peace,
In his loin-cloth of sacrifice
In the saffron greenery
Of his miraculous sainthood
He lives with countless age
In the void of truth
Ageless in thoughts
Unyielding in acts
Born to create a nation
From a ravaged race
Gandhi’s tri-colour flies high
Against our stars and skies
But freedom has acquired a new meaning
As brothers kill brothers
And the beggar woman with an empty bowl
And a weeping child unfed in her arms
Sits just below the pedestal
Of Gandhi’s dust-worn statue---
GANDHI: AN ENIGMA
From his piano lessons
To his waltz classes
From the ignominy of
His South-African train journey
To his legal battles
From his impassioned satyagraha
To his relentless charkha,
He remained
In continued exile
From himself
An enigma testing truth
An example to the world
Breathing in ceaseless quest
Till his final moments
Offered him in agony
The much sought-after stasis
The sureness of glory
The permanence of fatherhood
In the romantic haze, though
Of our failing memory---
GANDHI: THE FATHER
His first-born looked for the father
But never really could find him
His wife remained loving and loyal
But never really could touch him
They strove, they struggled, wept
A suffering family orphaned by
His daunting limitlessness
He remained a sacrificial demigod
Blind to the narrowness of everyday lives
To the petty joys and sorrows
Of all near and dear ones
He tried hard to build
A nascent democracy
From the nadir of imperialism
To light up a new dawn of truth
He fought with his untold weapon
He faltered, he split, he wept
He was rent apart, cut open,
Partitioned and killed
But he ascended while he fell
Invincible through triumph and defeat---
A TRYST WITH HUMANITY
The whirligig of truth blossomed ever
In his lotus frenzy of boundless love
The baby rays of the sun in
His vision beyond the blue
Gleamed in the shimmer of his glasses
His fathomless eyes moist with life
Caressed the dewdrops on
The green blades of open fields
His resonant prayers
Awakened living fires in
Tired minds and ragged lives
While cooling riotous souls
His walking stick of resolve
With the sureness of treading
Defeated insurgencies and
Strangled empire
In a chequered life incredible
Till the bewildering crescendo
Of a gunshot penetrated
Deep into his bleeding heart of humanity---
LIVING NON-VIOLENCE
The elevator took me high up
To the Top of Africa building
In Johannesburg where I heaved with pride
In Gandhi’s Satyagraha Museum
A communion with ether and manna
An ineffable joy I always felt in zest
Across times and spaces strewn with
Gandhian gems of thought and action
In squares, roads, jails, shrines, offices
Men transcending Power for Peace
Expansive iridescence in Gandhi’s aura
His far reaching embrace of land and sky
Firm onward movement
Fortitude of fragility
Austerity beyond reason
Ideals beyond comprehension
A shining minuscule of wonder
Born to carve a world of Non-violence
Are we prepared now for the Gandhian Illumination?
Or do we await a Nuclear Armageddon?
Bio: Prof. Dr. Laksmisree Banerjee is a Multi-Award Winning Global Poet/ Writer, Educationist, Vocalist, Former Vice Chancellor and University Professor of English and Cultural Studies. An International Senior Fulbright and Commonwealth Scholar, widely published and anthologized, a UGC Postdoctoral Research Awardee and felicitated by the Sahitya Akademi, as “a Scholar-Artiste Poet-Musician”, she has served as the Indian President’s Nominee on Boards of Central Universities. She has Ten Books of Poetry and more than a hundred Academic Publications including Books. A Two time Entrant to the Yearbook of Indian English Poetry, Dr. Banerjee believes in the potency of her Pen and Voice to impact Social Change.
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