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

Priyatu's World > Poetry>  After dark

After dark

What is that which creeps upon the silent water
As the surface grows uneven, that grows big in size as
Moments pass and murmur of voices stay?
Ahoy! Yes, that’s a boat carrying two youths,
Lively in their discourse, unaware of me as they pass.
Is it the drunken stupor of an indulgence gay,
Or the vigour of youth, that brushes past the world
Around and the concerns of the day in arrogant indifference?
Oh yes, the blood boils strong and the hand itches hard-
The youth wishes to hit the world hard.
Did I not live days such quite a few summers ago?
How they would throw orders and my spite grow!
I lived life full in the vigour of a youth untamed
Before which the heat of this couple would be a shamed!
Yes, there lived such a youth in a country old,
As the winter deepened his heart was sold.

O lament, do not set in my heart
For then I would cry for the days before!
O lament, do not set in, as the tears would not
Let me see the other shore!

Ah! There staggers a man as he breaks the bottle of his hand,
He stumbles and falls upon an alien land.
There would be lie in peaceful dreams,
Uncaring and uncared for,
And with the rising sun, he would rise in a world new.
But again the sun would set- would then the bottle he abhor?

The dog barks and steals a little warmth from a rag
That shrouds a figure of bones and skin,
I just see his hands and they are so thin!
O I pity at day the impoverished soul
That toils from door to door for a refused piece of bread stale.
The night sets in and he lies in peace,
Unsure whether upto the next sunrise would life sail.
Do I envy him, as he lies not far from me,
Uncaring as to what sleeps now next to him?
Uncaring to the falling dew and shallow breath,
Uncaring of the shroud over him?
Yes, and when the shallow breath leaves him,
There would he lie amidst the last tributes of his abode-
The fallen leaves, the dust and the dew.
The rag would lie just like that with purpose changed,
To the earth would his remains go.
Do I envy the beggar, freed from agonies few?
-17.18\12\98,Calcutta-63

 

My favourite picks

Devil and his counterpart
Devour
Epitaph
Farewell from the circle of friends
Femina
Finding Estella again
Harvest
Kiss from a rose
Land's end
Leeches in my soul
Love and compromise
Nevertheless I tried
Stranger at the tavern
Suspended animation
Tell her I am dead
The blissful illusion
The breathless seashore
The bride
The cigarette butt, the mosquito blood
The dipping sun
The pimp
They tell me I am mad
To hug her close or leave her alone
You see why I died
Wild nights