A brush with life
A day in adulthood

A helpless follower

A man draped in tattered clothes

After dark

An axe on Keats

And can't I mould my future

And how the dreams fall

Being in love

Bereft of success

Between despair and hope

Come back soon
Devil and his counterpart

Devour

Engineers

Epitaph

Farewell

Farewell from the circle of friends

Fast moves the time

Femina

Finding Estella again

Freedom came cheap

From where to nowhere

Fulfillment

Harvest

Heart in Everest

Heaven to hell and back again

HOME

How he lies amid his ruins, and you smile

How I missed the beauty

I want to be your nosering
I weave a dream
I wonder
Insomnia

Kiss from a rose

Land's end

Leeches in my soul

Letter from battlefield

Looking back

Losing everything

Love and compromise

Love in modern times

Madonna

My abode among the clouds

My beloved

Naga Sadhu goes digital

Nevertheless I tried

Ode

On St. Valentine

On visiting an old place

Papa dear

Rancour

Reminiscences from my graveyard

Stranger at the tavern

Suspended animation

Tears, idle tears

Telephone call to my beloved

Tell her I am dead

Termination

That passed, this also may

The blissful illusion

The breathless seashore

The bride

The Buddha smiled, but he died

The cigarette butt, the mosquito blood

The day after the crossing

The desert princess

The dipping sun

The eve of St. Valentine

The frozen wet damsel

The last word

The pen and the paper

The phoenix

The pimp

The silence spoke so much

The soldier's lament

The tear left a trail

The world beyond innocence

They tell me I am mad

Thoughts of tomorrow

Titanic

To hug her close or leave her alone

Today I die

Vain is the wish to be born again

Vanished figure

Walking through the streets of a country deprived

When loss pains no more

Where the grass in not painted green

Which is better?

Wild nights
You don't ask

You see why I died

 

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A helpless follower

The ship wrecked, I came far-
As a castaway.
My world is shattered, and nothing more remains,
I am alive in deadly waters.

Why the death does defy
The chance of escape?
I am all but waiting,
My life dried, happiness raped;
Flowing am I, to unknown eternity,
I exist, devoid of life.
I am flowing, flowing am I,
Where my destiny goes
There am I.
-7\3\97,Calcutta-43

COMMENTS :

Robinson Crusoe and Prospero were both castaways. Both survived and created their own universe. Yet the shipmates of Robinson Crusoe all died, and the enemies of Prospero, shipwrecked were at the total mercy of him- only he saved them; but he was not obliged. Not everyone survives; it is not even a question of heroism. Heroism is a subjective concept, it is function of favourable circumstances. Think of the person who does not want to be a hero in this conventional way- he does not want to fight back. The legendary Hindi poet Ramdhari Singh ‘Dinkar’ says in a poem, "Forgiveness suits that snake who is dangerous and poisonous, not that snake who does not have teeth to bite and poison to kill". The Bible asks its followers to forgive, if not forget. But the protagonist of the award winning Mahesh Bhatt film Sarangsh has a different concept of heroism. When he tells his wife about his plans of suicide, she accuses him of cowardice, of running away from life. He says, "Do you think killing oneself is so easy? It takes guts to kill oneself." Running away from life may be termed cowardice, but what would you call that spirit which welcomes Death? (See: Epitaph)

This poem does not seek any definition of bravery for its redemption. The protagonist is not fighting anything, because he does not want to, because all that he fought for is now gone. So what is the reason of fighting? If this is heroism, then it is.

Compare: Losing everything, The tear left a trail, Termination and When loss pains no more

 

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