Imminent End

There is drought

There is rain

There is storm

There is shame;



There is fire

There is snow

There is cry

There is pain



There is war

There is drone

There is death

There is mourn




The Anna and the Wallshreet

They all go in vain

We hide in the quilt

As the weather go insane



We care for our kids

But not for their world

As the ice caps melt

And the end is herald

The truth is captured

Tortured is prison

Lobby and bribery

Is in the season

The darkest period in world history

Is it reality or a mystry?

News are bought and news are sold

Humanity has grown numb and old

As the earth goes to an imminent End

Verses of greetings  are em-pathetically sent

Black and White

What I thought black was not black
What I thought white was not white
Often white was black and black was white
Life was not just black and white

Ek adhuri sawal si

Kabhi Sawan ki barish hain
Kabhi mausam gulaal ki
Mula jula zindegi wahi hain
Ek adhuri sawal si

khayal

Unhi khayalon mein baste hain hum
Haqeekat apna koyi nata nahi
Jo jis tarah se humein bayan kare
Hum toh bas hain wohi

Tanhai se bhari yeh zindegi
Kisi nashe ke bina
Munasib toh nahi
Agar ghum hi bas ek nasha ho
Zindegi mein
Toh yahi sahi

To the Unknown

Beyond the horizon of darkness


To an unknown illusive world

Where love flows through the lips

In each and every word

I know not who calls me

I yearn to go there

Where death larks at every step

And life is but rare

Is this the end of the day

And a new beginning there

...

I Wonder wander in amazement

no one to share

I long to know why so

Oh my mind let me go

Fragrant flute of fire

My first poetry book:

Book Statistics



Title: Fragrant flute of fire
Subtitle: Poems on love...life...Revolution
ISBN: 978-0-9834102-7-0
Library of Congress Control Number: 2011903346
Publication Date: June, 2011
Trim Size: 6"x9"
Binding: Softcover
Pages: 80
Category: Poetry
Author: Saswati Das
Webpage of Author: http://www.geocities.ws/meetsaswati/
Publisher: Biplab Chattopadhyay
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Contact no.: 5033968305
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Webpage for the book: www.saswatidas.com
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Price: $5.38
Cover Page Artwork: Biplab Chattopadhyay

Unique Genre Of Poems Use Beauty To Urge A Social Revolution

Unique Genre Of Poems Use Beauty To Urge A Social Revolution

On my new car

Aaj mon cheyeche ami hariye jabo
Hariye jabo ami Garir sathe
Serial suru howar age, ghore pouchate
Ekti GPS ache amar hate...

Tumi bhashao amar ei cholar sathe
Police-er hath theke dur hote
Tai ja dekhi aaj sobi bhalo lage
Ei nuton garir signal-er age

Keno din alor moto prokhor hoye
High beam ta jole thake
Chicago rate...

Arz kiya hain

Eid mubarak miya
adab arz kiya...
assalam walekam
maza bharpur, takaluff kam...
tashrif le ayiye
paan khayiye...
irshad irshad
inqualab zindabad...
tashrif ligiye
shyari arz kigiye...
walekam aslam
goodbye namaste salam....

Jazbaat woh bejubaan

hazar lakho un bato me jo baat reh gai ankahi...
nazron de shoukh andaz us bat ko aab kya kehna..

Pain

Pain gives a purpose to live for;
Which happiness does suffer-

Satya meva jayate

We all know, we all feel
Truth may not always triumph;
Few know - guts to follow truth
Is more rewarding than triumph

Perfection

Perfection exists only in moments.
Let moments be made eternal..

Real and Ideal

In my passionate pursuit for ideal love,
I failed to recognize real love-

Traveler

I traveled through the mountains,

I traveled through the wood;

I wandered through the forest

As far as I could-

I sailed through the rivers

I breathed in the sea

I tried to touch the horizon

As far I could see-

I climbed the skyscrapers

And the lofty tower

I saw the brilliance

Of the cruel power;

Roaming through the world,

As my traveler cease-

Nowhere nowhere could I found peace-

And then finally I went to cities

I went to slums, the villages

And the people there is-

I saw their struggle

Their weakness and strength-

Their pain and miseries

What all they meant-

I empathized with them

And their trembling faith

I supported them in their peaceful gait-

I fought for their rights

I felt their smiles

And with them, through them

As I walked for miles-

Suddenly I realized

I found peace

The unrest of my heart

Now cease to exist-

My wandering heart have found the nest

And this is the place

I have traveled best

For nothing is more wonderous

Than the human

Their life's a story

As deep as it can-

And here I belong

After all I roam

My traveler's heart

Finds a home-

Often love gives us an opportunity to rise to greatness;

Few takes this and glorifies love.

The beauty of unrequited love is its incompleteness;

The beauty of requited love is its satisfaction.

Labour Law in India

Still today, even though

implemented in the Labour law

Hardly do they follow

Decades after the May Day

As the struggle of our fore-fathers decay

Under the grave of fear

Listen listen, oh brothers

There is nobody to hear

People even donot know

There exist such a law

Its illegal to make one work

Beyond the hour eight

That minimum pay do exist

In law book the Great

Yet rarely implemented in our people’s fate

This is such as much shame

That people are numb and maimed

In the grave of fear

There is nobody to hear

The death silence still prevail

In the Hippocratic cultural veil

As our nation derail

In the pomp and show of glamour

The Have-nots do clamor

And it goes to deaf ear

In the realm of fear

Of ignornance, which reign

In the rat-race of the world

What did we do gain

It is only shame

Oh brother please hear

There is only a small life

Please do not fear”

Dard

Dard itni bhi khubsoorat nahi

Ki uspe kabita likhi ja sake!