A Heart Full Of Golden Hopes
A Heart Full Of Golden Hopes
(A Collected Poems)
By
Menonim Menonimus
Internet Edition
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A Heart Full of Golden Hopes (A Collection of English Poems) by Menonim Menonimus,
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D. T. P. By Adid Shahariar, Kamlpur, Barpeta.
DEDICATION
To
Dear Merina
Who came into the world of mine
being a shower of rain
with the promise of moisturizing
my barren soil
And fled away breaking off the cells of my entire entity
being the cruelest gale.
Menonim Menonimus
Shanti Kanan
Kamalpur, Barpeta.
CONTENTS
A Story
For Years Disgust
Vanity
Moonlit
Image of My Land
A Friend Says So
A Minstrel
Poems
Two Stanzas
Fire in Heart
Be United
Wallet
Summer Sky
Terrorism
O! My Verses
Our Priest
Loneliness
Life and Death
Heart’s Desire
Oh, God
A Story
I Have
I Weep
Only for You
A Woman’s Tale
River
Shakespeare
Love Again
Yet We Know not them
If it is the Time
If You Love Me
Dark Starry Night
Your Love Has Made Me Divine
Resolution
Children at Play
The Red Rose and the Sea
Days Ahead
Rebel
To Nightingale
Common Road
Two Paths Ahead
A Heart Full of Golden Hopes
(Text)
A Story
(A Narrative Poem)
In the year 1622 A. D. A commercial poignant Spanish ship called “Nuestra Senora Dah Asota”, led by Captain Milles, aged 35. The number of sailors is 43. They are returning from the New World carrying on abundant gold, silver, diamond, and riches. All are in a gay and jubilant mood. Captain Milles is a fiancé to Miss Olivia who is waiting for her would-be husband to be married just after his arrival. At midnight, the ship comes sailing to the Mid Mexico Bay and then-
(a)
Suddenly the transparent starry sky becomes gloomy
The clouds heaped upon clouds,
And begins to thunder, roar and rebel
And the stars drop down.
The full round moon hides sorrowfully
Covering with dusky dark,
Everything goes beyond the reach of the eyes
Nothing was visible to mark.
The sea surge begins to swell and fly
Up to the high Heaven,
As if a monster is devouring the entire world
Approaching the ship even.
Rains and rains, heavy rains begin to fall
With bolt, lightning and thunder,
Simultaneously it was light and dark
Striking the world under.
Storms and storms wind and whirlwind
Wildly begin to blow,
The deep sea with wild wavy water
With tide seems to flow.
From earth to sky, from the sky to earth
Without least sympathy,
And the dance of Death begins with joy
Affecting the ship relentlessly.
(b)
The sailors’ joyous song and jubilant mood
Fly away suddenly,
Weeping and crying with fear take place
In their heart instantly.
Hymns and hymns lines after lines
Come through their tongues,
Humbly all sailors begin to entreat God
By praise and holy songs.
Their loud entreat to God has reached
At the far-off Indian bay,
But not reach at the ears of Heaven
What they utter and say.
The rains and rains with thunder and bolt
With lightning and roaring,
Second by second begins to wend madly
Against the sailors’ struggling.
All night through the dark the storm blew
Till it was next morning,
But none of the sailors was to be seen
With the sun rising.
A gust of wind overturned the ship
And fell all into the sea,
All of them including the ship
Could no more seen be.
(c)
The sun rose but not as bright as it rises
At morn after night,
The birds stopped to sing and began to weep
For this tragic plight.
The moon did not seem to raise her head
For many a week,
The sea whales and trouts abstained from food
And seemed to become weak.
The entire world became heart-broken
Weeping, crying, lamenting,
To receive Milles his dear fiancée, still today
With a garland have been waiting. 0 0 0
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For Years’ Disgust
For years’ disgust, seasons’ disdain
Day-nights’ hard toil in vain
Having cut off the wings of hope to leap
From clouds to clouds, from the sky to sky
All been driven away by incessant sighs
My Pegasus has come to an end.
My verses having being deprived of light
Spending many a sleepless vigilant night
Is smashed, bleared and dried.
What had been expressed veiled in darkness
Under the sea of poverty and ditch of dream
Having been away from sun-beam
Nothing now I have to talk with but tears
Hardly the agony my heart can bear
Being deprived of media and press
My tidings to the world to express. 0 0 0
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Vanity
In a sky-high towery city, she did live
Among the gracefully grown plants of flowers
And infinite comforts did she enjoy.
A year ago only a year ago
Cuckoo did echo her heart-touching song
Dappled-coloured wildflowers did bloom around her.
The Luit did welcome her
Her eyes did reflect her flash of flame in the wavy water
Flowers and flowers, a garland of flowers,
Wreaths of praise, of honour, crowned her hairy head.
The stars did smile congratulating her swelling breast
Queues of strangers, pedestrians
Crowds of well-wishers had her
While she was amid riches and gold and silver.
No dearth of friends had she
Had she said: let me have the sun, stars and the moon
They might have done to her satisfaction.
But with the passing of time
All is wasted in pride of abundance and beauty’s glory
Today none sings a song for her praise
None welcome her with a wreath of flowers.
Now every door is her home
Every street is her abode.
No bird sings to her ears
No star shines on her
No river reflects her flame of eyes. 0 0 0
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Moonlit
For the whole yesternight
I felt somebody knocking at my door
It became louder and louder
And made a bursting echo to my heart
I woke up and opened my door
I saw there nothing
But felt my heart got replete with moonlit. 0 0 0
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Image of My Land
Wherever I go
I put him in my heart
With so much tender and care
None sees, none knows
He puts off all his flames and robes
And sleeps therein
I’m so much busy to quench the fire of my belly
But whenever I got chance and time
I push him out and have a talk
He often talks of love and struggle,
Fire and water, dales and desert,
He talks of darkness and of light.
Amid the din and bustle of my battle-days
I listen to his speeches
And make a sun within me
The light of which shows me the path of life. 0 0 0
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A Friend Says So
Nowadays I’ve deviated from my course of walking
There just beside the road lived a lady
I remind well-
It was she who nursed me while I got pain
She lulled me putting her both hands up to the sky
Looking at the sky
I soared up and grasped the twinkling stars.
Thus day after day, night after night
I brought the blues of the sky under my sway
And I myself became the sky.
Now I’m not what I was in her lap
But still today
She remains the same
And hence is my deviation. 0 0 0
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A Minstrel
If you manipulate your finger
On the strings of your harp
The sun rises at dead night
The robin dances in the yellow paddy field
The moonlight sleeps silently on the grass.
Your song brings in the divine message
Unto our heart
That makes our souls swell up in joy
And makes us forget all our day’s wounds.
But sorrow is that you are always in bare food
And carry a hungry belly wherever you go
Alas! Your hunger produces manna for us. 0 0 0
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Poems
(a)
She is my cook
She makes meat of my flesh
And feeds me
I know she pretends to love me
Sucking blood of mine
Yet I’m to say-
You are so silly to amuse me!
(b)
I’ve nothing to give you
I’m destitute of all my gems
But a heart I’ve with some green love in it
Would you like to exchange your hard heart
For my green love? 0 0 0
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Two Stanzas
(a)
Come from where you are
I’m here, shaking off my hand
Lying facing upwards
Let me have some warm touch of your heart
And let me live.
(b)
For this night
I’ll drink to the last ooze
And would become a drunkard
Only to scot-free of your too much affection
I’m tired of too much betrayal! 0 0 0
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Fire in Heart
Love made up in dreams
Many an affection had there been
As a dead fish floats in water
So floats my desire.
Tears in the eyes,
Stream in the chest
Smile of the lips has withered.
Is it love
Or fire to burn so a tender heart? 0 0 0
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Be United
Come out from where you are
I’m here ready with my arms
Come all the warriors,
Singers, artists, sculptors
Come the peasants and the farmers
Come all who have life, ears, eyes and heart
Come, let us stand strong
With all our might and right
Against the monster called Terrorism.
We must bury it under the core of the heaviest hill
Let its fossils also be burnt to ashes from our human soil.
Come, set fire to it
And let us abhor it from the core of our bosom
Let its spelling be lost in the state of fugitiveness
Let us even forget to pronounce the term.
Come out, let us be united
And stand against it with all our might. 0 0 0
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Wallet
In my wallet
There is nothing except some coagulated tears
Collected during my journey throughout the day
If you are hungry
You may take some of them
But friend, give me back my wallet
After me, there will come somebody,
Who, like me, would beg from door to door
Because you must live. 0 0 0
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Summer Sky
Summer sky
Now it is cloudy I see
And then it is raining I see
And then it is neither cloud nor raining
I can hardly feel-
Whether it is its instinct or madness
But I happen to feel-
It is as fickle as your lovemaking.
I’m told-
There is no rain on the way to the temple
We both will walk ahead and pray:
Let us remain living to the coming spring
On the shore of the sea.
Of love making
It is our first spring. 0 0 0
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Terrorism
Often in the sun-bathed morning
The earth turns mad
And loses its five senses
The skulls of our heads drop down
And forget to be the being of this green earth
We look at each other and become strangers
While we quench our thirst drinking our blood
We come to our senses
But oh!
Our senses are dead. 0 0 0
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O! My Verses
My verses have worn out in manuscripts
Like a weather-stricken statue
Glittering and burning in the dew
I think had I not compiled and composed them!
Only to console my heart keeping away from fame
Why had I need to spend my hours
In rainbows, greens and flowers?
Now my abode far off from verse is to shift
Why should I go through passions’ drift?
Since through whom is gone and penetrated
Have been neglected, contaminated and adulterated. 0 0 0
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Our Priest
Now our priest’s sacred duty comes to an end
Through anointing, a man’s soul was defended
From the trammels of sin
His soul then no meaner
Years’ misdeeds are forgiven
Soul’s Satan is driven
If it is so it is not his duty but his greed!
Glory be to such a benevolent god-like priest
By whom all are to be forgiven and blest
Not more we fear to commit sin
No crime can make us mean
No fault is a blunder
Hence suck blood and plunder
The priest would anoint us and make us blest! 0 0 0
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Loneliness
Loneliness!
Thou art a moving movie
A walking shadow
A revolving planet
As much as I struggle to avoid you
So much you stick to me.
You are like a maid fallen in love with a mate
That suffers the agony of hell
If left by her mate for a moment.
Loneliness, you are a storm accompanied by
Hail and rain and thunder
And strike neither hills nor trees
Neither vaults nor skyscrapers
But the inner cells of the heart
And breaks down all the boughs and leaves.
Men are many.
Here, there and everywhere
But loneliness lives best where there is a crowd.
When my friends and mates and maids
Give me their company
To drive my loneliness away
Then my obstinate loneliness embraces me
With newer vigour.
When I talk to them or they talk to me
My loneliness attacks me with all its arms
And suffocates my inhalation and exhalation,
And the cadence of words,
The prosody of my sentence and melody of my verse.
Loneliness is my best friend
My guide, my music, my philosopher.
It is my life, my soul.
If it leaves me I’ll die. 0 0 0
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Life and Death
Life is the enjoyment of Death
And Death is the fulfillment of the image
That we desire in life.
Life is a plant of flowers
That never blooms;
Yet we hope to enjoy the fragrance.
Death is a river of distilled water
That cleanse up all the wounds and scars.
Life is a fountain pen
That scratches down all the fragments of our feeling
Which we recite, read and forget lamentably.
Death is an orbit in the far and far-off sky
That never meets the end of its course.
Life is the eyes
Death is its smiles
The former begets seas and oceans
And the latter begets mystery. 0 0 0
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Heart’s Desire
A day must come
That I’ll overcome both the world-
The world of Darkness and the world of Light
As Death conquers all the kings and lords.
A day must come
When I’ll be summoned
To leave all the world
As the sun does
And done by the moon and the stars.
A day must come
That my Poverty must leave me
As a borrower leaves his lender.
A day must come that I’ll smile
As a piece of the lotus that smiles at the strangers
Even to the moon at night.
A day must come
That everybody must weep for this poor minstrel
As I weep alone within this solitary cell
For those who are unknown,
Unheard and unappreciated till now. 0 0 0
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Oh God
Oh, God! What can’t you do?
Yes, you can do everything
Better than a man on earth can imagine
You can crush down all the golden hopes
Of ours like a tsunami
That crushes down all the leaves
And twigs of all the tall trees.
You can turn a mammon to a pauper
And a pauper to a mammon
You can make one to live in the skyscraper
And you can hurl down the others
Into the belly of mud.
You with a smiling face can tread upon
The heads of the poor
As an eagle treads upon the top of a hill.
You can send sweets and comfort to some
And to the heart of many others
You can penetrate the sharp sword
And in content can burst into loud laughter.
Yes, you can do everything after your Will
We are the toys in the hand of thine
And like a babe- you can sip it,
Suck it, wield it, and bite it
And can strike it against the hill
And can break down into pieces.
You are great, great are you, my God.
All my worship and devotion are due to thee. 0 0 0
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A Story
I can translate the stories of those ages
When the story was not born.
Willingly I’ve not done it.
Before my time many had endeavoured
To translate the stories-
But could not succeed.
After me, many will try
But they also would not be successful.
Because we are men
That love the flowers made of paper.
The flavour of true flowers is unbearable to us.
We are men that carry the matches
In our pocket instead of our devotion to the sun.
Like a folded umbrella is our heart
As a dead language is our brain.
We are the men of the age that are proud of
Demanding to be the disciples of Mahatma,
Muhammad, Buddha, Russell, Einstein
Whose photos are kept hung on our walls.
We are men of the age of jet airways
And can travel to far-off planets
In our voices and sounds, there are the waves
Of regaining the loss of ourselves.
In front of us is the table of the modern age
On which there have been being translated
Our blood, flesh and bones
Inhalation and exhalation.
Every moment of every night
Is the manuscript of our story.
Now we have to translate the stories
Of them who have not been born still today. 0 0 0
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I Have
I have the ingredients:
The tears,
The passions,
The pains,
The penance
And the hopes for life
Yet I am dying.
Since my birth. 0 0 0
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I Weep
I’m lying
In the heartless mundane market
Leaving you in solitude, my stamina.
Now I weep-
My heart swells up in pain
My inner energy infuses into the darkness
At midday, I feel-
The darkness of the deep night
The spring-like torrent of winter
I feel in my entire entity.
And within the darkness, I weep for the day. 0 0 0
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Only For You
Only for you
I have forgotten
All the evil hours-
The thorns of the ways
The bleeding of the heart
Only for you
I have trodden all my futurity
Now I’m a dead being without you. 0 0 0
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A Woman’s Tale
(a)
I’m a woman, now an aged wife
During my maidenhood
I was beautiful in the eyes of the bachelors.
They often said-
My eyes were as beautiful
As the halo of the setting sun.
My cheeks were like a pair of ripening cheery
As they said-
I had black hair- as black as
The cloud in the western sky
In the month of April.
My two breasts were two fully ripened pomegranates
My two lips were as ripen as sweet banana
Easy to sip, bite and chew with juice.
My waist was enough to quench their desire
I was of average height-
Neither tall nor short
As a bachelor dreams of his would-be beloved.
My tone was as mellifluous as that of a nightingale
And that of a spring cuckoo.
I could sing a song- though not so well-
Yet they praised me and exalted me
As a piece of wonder and pride.
I could not dance
Yet they conversed among themselves
And said:
Had she danced she could have surpassed all.
Many bachelors wished to make me their bed-maid
But since my progenitor had no means
To give me in marriage with a dowry
I had to wait till thirty-five
Now, fortunately, I happened to have a husband
And now I am married
That means I am a wife.
(b)
Till the day of my marriage
That means during my maidenhood
I dreamed within myself to have a spouse
With whom I would exchange my joys and sorrows,
My belief and disbelief,
My soul and hopes
As the rains exchange their love
With the seas and rivers.
I wanted to be a part and parcel of my life mate
In his everyday life
As the boughs are of a tree
Or the blue is to the sky.
Shifting my home to that of my husband
I wished to be free from the strict bondage of my parents.
And wished to enjoy the freedom
I wanted to express- what a woman is
I wanted to give a reality to my feeling,
Passion, my sense of beauty and my all
That a woman wishes to fill up in life.
(c)
Here in my husband’s home- I’m a wife
I’m a servant, I’m an image, I’m a wallet
I’m a sweeper, I’m a valet
And above all, I’m a machine
I have to move right and left
After the behest of my husband
I’m compelled to turn into a horse and again into a sleeping dog
To meet the desires of my lord
I have to take off my robes and I have to put on them again
After the gesture of my husband
I have to provide everything with all my entity
To his satisfaction
I have to gap up to my every nook and corner
My every chasm, my every armlet, and even my mouth
To satisfy his ego.
Now my two pomegranates are two pieces of plaything
I’m compelled to taste his spittle
And even his sweaty drops of liquid.
Now I’ve no dream of my own
If I dream I have to dream only of him
All my dreams that I used to dream
During my maidenhood
Are buried behind in my parents’ home forever.
I have no career; my husband’s career is my own
I have no freedom to think
I have no right to talk with the outsiders
I’m within the wall of my husband’s house.
Now, day after day I’m turning to a robot
That must act upon – what is commanded by its master. 0 0 0
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River
(a)
I’ve heard the names of many rivers
Many rivers’ names I’ve heard.
I’ve heard of the fertile plains around the rivers
I’ve heard about the green grass and plants
Growing beside their banks.
I’ve heard of the boats and ships
That sail in them.
I’ve heard about the tales of their pregnancy.
I’ve heard about them only
But have not seen them
I’ve never bathed in the water of the rivers
I’ve never sat on the grass that grows on their banks.
I’ve also not sailed in them
I’ve heard only and wondered
And much time I thought-
Were they not only stories to make me curious?
(b)
Years have passed
Now I’ve no such curiosity-
I’ve no doubt on the story that I heard about rivers
Now, though late, I’ve seen only one of many rivers
That is the type of all the rivers
Now I’ve had walking on the banks of the river
I’ve sat on the grass growing on the banks of the river
I’ve taken sailing in them
And even I’ve taken the taste of bathing in the river
Now I’m in the bed of the river
Now everywhere around me is a river
Now I am drowned in the river. 0 0 0
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Shakespeare
Shakespeare, why are you not living today?
It is only you and you alone
That has the hand to give life
To the bastard art and verse of ours.
And you alone have the ability to deface the stain of our present-day verse.
Had you been alive today-
Your hand would have been enough
To draw the portrait of my heart
Alas! What an unfortunate age had borne you
You had the sword and shield
You had the moon and mountains
You had the sun and stars
You had the telescope to see
The inner cells of human thoughts and passions
Shakespeare, had you been alive at these hours of ours
I would have patronized you with all my feelings and thoughts
With all my scars and wounds
To give birth to an epic
That would have been the longest of all
That the world has been lamentably deprived of.
Alas! But you are no more
Death has swept away your soul
From this mortal Earth to make us poor forever.
Remain well where you are
But bless me thence
That I can wrap up my thoughts in a perennial pot
Shakespeare, the maestro, I’ll meet you in Heaven
But before having our meeting
Let me have performed my destined duty
With your blessed hand. 0 0 0
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Love Again
Again I wish to love you anew
With all your blur and stain
Again I want to have the lost moon
With all its eclipses
Again I wish to smear the tears on my cheeks
Again I desire to have the sun
With all its heat and light
Again I want to lose myself
In the darkness of the deep night
I’ve lived long and yet I wish to live more
Only for your love.
You are the lost diary I want to retrieve it
Throwing my eyes in which
I want to enjoy my past wounds and joys,
Tears and pleasures, smiles and weeping.
The sun may lose its light
The mountain peak may sink under the ocean
The sky may fall down on the earth
But I want not to lose my love
You may turn your eyes away
You may forget my image
You may hate me, you may curse me
With all your might- yet I’ll be loving you
I’m like the star of the northern sky
That shifts not with the change of the Earth’s motion. 0 0 0
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Yet We Know not Them
I’ve heard the names of many birds
I’ve seen many of them
And I’ve missed seeing even many of them
Some are yellow, some are blue
Some are black, some are brown
And some are crimson and some are hoary
But many are neither yellow nor blue,
Nor red nor black.
Only a few are vegetarians
But most are carnivorous
We live with them
We play with them
We eat and drink with them
We sleep with them
We rejoice with them
We weep with them
Yet we don’t know them
Neither have they known to us! 0 0 0
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If It is the Time
If it is the time of my departure
Let me set out soon,
I’m ever ready to meet my Lord
In Heaven beyond the moon.
If it is the end of my travelling
Let cease my sojourn here,
Let me ride the divine chariot
At this very hour.
If I’m summoned by my Lord
To appear in Heaven
Let me leave my hopes and desire
Let me enter my Eden. 0 0 0
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If You Love Me
If you love me
I can run to thee
More swiftly than the wind blows
To please and lull thee.
If you love me
I am forever happy
Thousand vigilant nights I can have
To give thee my company.
If you love me
Just now I can die
If you love me- let me know
I’ll cease to sigh. 0 0 0
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Dark Starry Night
Friend, come out of your bed
Don’t weep, no tears please shed,
When the world is in its rest
Come out– it is the time best,
Look at the mid-night dark sky
Look, how the nymphs fly by!
How beautiful, how sweet are the stars
Biding welcome to us from so far,
Look, how gently they are twinkling
With joy dancing and singing,
The song that is melodious to ears
None but a poet’s heart can hear.
They are nothing but divine rays
Sent by Lord whom we all obey,
O dear, come and look and enjoy
Throwing away your fancy toy,
How sweet is their silent voice
No horror, no fear, no noise!
How lively, how comely they are
Are not they dearer like our mother?
Friend come and open your heart
They would provide you with mirth,
The wiser lesson they can teach
If you can realize and don’t miss!
Dear friend, come don’t retreat
It is a source of joy, not deceit,
Come and come near and feel
The night sky is a sweet and tasty pill
That can cure all your pain
Don’t weep, don’t weep in vain!
When I’m overcrowded by woes
I come out of my bed of roses,
And to the sky, I cast my eyes
Bidding goodbye to my pains,
I gaze and feel ease seeing the sight
How lovely the dark starry night! 0 0 0
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Your Love Has Made Me Divine
When you were not- I had nothing
Only over my head, there was the blue sky
And in that sky there were stars
I derived my lonely joys from their twinkling.
In front of my eyes, there were only flowers
I derived my hopes of life from them
And thus I kept me living.
When you were not- I had nothing
Only the sun and the moon
And I derived my love from them
For my empty soul.
There was the grass full of greens
And I derived my ecstasy from them
For my thirsty heart.
When you were not- I had nothing
Only dark and dark-
Dark in front of me
And dark was at my back.
And the light was unknown to me.
Now here you are
And now I have everything.
And wherever I look at- I see only thee
You are my reality, you are my dream
You are peace, you are my repose, you are my shelter.
Now I see no flower, no sky, no grass, no bird
You are my everything- my entire entity
Love, my dictionary where I find the meanings of life
You are my song, my music, my lyre, my flute
I can make all sorts of tones playing on thee.
You are my day, you are my night
You are my love, you are my life.
You are my world-
Wherever I look on I see only thee
I’m made blind by your love
Your love has made me divine. 0 0 0
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Resolution
No, I’ll not break the bond
O Pleasure don’t be proud,
All that I was addicted to and fond
Were deceits and fraud.
From my lines and verses if immoral
I will shun, go away,
And take to compile the things floral
And evoke the beauty of May.
A month full of life and spring
A compact disk of joy,
I’ll evoke the bright morning
And if else joyous day.
I’ll keep intact the bond of the Lord
And follow the plain path,
Of truth and honesty, oh Lord
Retrieve my lost mirth.
God is ever ready to throw His grace
If we can receive,
All things are bright and nice
If we can conceive.
Our Lord is the most graceful and kind
All things belong to Him,
Dearer they who are not blind.
Oh! Bestow your bliss.
Here I’m bound to follow His bond
Of a graceful way,
Free from all beauty feigned
Spurious in life’s bay.
Bond showed by our Lord to everybody
Bestowed by Divinity
I’ll follow with a devoted heart openly
Free from all doubt and guilt. 0 0 0
A Heart Full Of Golden Hopes
Children at Play
A little child was playing
With a ball in his hand
That radiated the silvern light
As the balls in the sky
Send us light at night.
The boy was rejoicing as he was at play
He kissed the ball, manipulated the ball
With his soft fingers.
He looked at the ball and smiled
And dreamed of a world full of peace and joy.
Then he looked at the sky
Holding his hands up to Heaven
And his face became brighter and brighter.
Some more children of his age
Came and joined him and began to play in a company
One gave it to the hand of another
And then to others
And such was their sports.
Surrounding the children there was a crowd of vultures-
Some were gazing at the children,
Some were gaping up their mouths greedily
Some were flying over their heads,
Some were dancing wild dances.
Suddenly all the vultures
Swept upon the children in sports
And snatched away the ball
They broke the ball into pieces and ate greedily.
Blood came out of the ball
That froze the spirit of Earth
And the soul of the poet. 0 0 0
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The Red Rose and the Sea
My sorrows are in the red rose
And my joys?
My joys are in the bed of the sea
But until today I’ve not seen the sea.
My sorrows are like a modern jet plane
Swifter than the speed of an arrow
Stronger than a volcano.
My joys are like a bird
With neither wings nor legs
Neither moves nor walks
As much as I run to see its face
So much it keeps behind.
My sorrows are my friends
That never betray
Nor do they leave me alone.
My joys are my antagonists
That howls at me like a lion
And chases after me to keep me tired. 0 0 0
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Days Ahead
I’m lying here being a ruined city
Ruined by Alexander the great
Or by Napoleon the hero of Destiny
I like to be defeated as victory is unknown to me.
O my comrades, if you stand by me.
I can gift you the days ahead full of
Peace, equality, fraternity and security
And a life to live like a man. 0 0 0
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Rebel
I’ve strength in my arms
I’ve strength in my hand and fist
But more strength is in my mind.
I can make the water of the sea vapour
I can throw the sands of the deserts down the oceans
I can bring the moon down from the yonder blue
The time is imminent
But I’ve to loiter a little
Because they- for whom I’ll do so
Are asleep still. 0 0 0
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To Nightingale
Nightingale, the mystery of both Earth and Heaven
The Queen of all the beings that can fly
Thou art the only link between this mortal Earth
And the ever-living Heaven.
Thou art the maestro of all the songs and tunes
The poets are mad of thy mellifluous music
Thou art no more suited for a world like ours
But I know- thou had been a nymph
In your previous life
And for thousand and thousand of years
Heaven was thy abode till just before the chaos.
There thou had been living amid all sorts
Of comforts and joys without limits.
Some thousands of maiden were thy attendants.
Thou had been the paragon of beauty and charm
To have thy love thousands and thousands of angels
Become mad and lost their sleep and forgot to take food.
After chasing you for some million years
An angel happened to allure you to love.
For many years thou had been enjoying
The warm affection of thy beloved.
Thou had all the flowers on thy hair lock
All the diamonds had been under thy feet
And all the beauty had moved round thy shade.
Amid such tender comforts, thy pride grew blinder
And the devil then with all his might
Succeeded to allure thee
And for thy thirst of vain desire
Thou had broken thy chastity forever
What a woe thou bought in vain!
Once thy harlotry came to light
And thy angel forsook thee forever.
But it was too late that thou came to repent.
God threw thee from heaven to this woeful earth
Since then thou art a cursed being
And have been repenting with a mournful tongue
Day and night in solitary perch
Sometimes flying here and there
Being away from the human mark
Sometimes flying from the earth to the border of heaven
And from heaven to earth.
Thou art buried in thy own sin
And have been burning in thy own fire
And this atonement must continue
till the doomsday.
Thy songs are the sighs of thy woes
But the poets being unaware of thy sin
Ignorantly praise thee in vain. 0 0 0
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Common Road
The road that is mine is yours also
I am in the midst of the road-
Around me, there are many like I
Many of them are known to me-
I know some of them are my brothers,
Some are my sisters, some are my masters,
Some are my colleagues.
What I like they also like
What I dislike they also dislike
(Even I am taught to like what I dislike
And to dislike what I like)
We walk down the same road.
Some of us sing a song while walking down the road
Some songs are of sadness
Some are of merriments
Some play on their cymbal,
Some on their flute made of wild reeds.
Some walk ahead throwing their eyes to the greens
And to the bare trees beside the road.
Some neither sing nor play
But only laugh
Some do nothing but cry
Some lay asleep
Some walk ahead but keep their eyes at their back
Some with reticent voice
Some with a blind frozen heart
All walk through the same road
All are strangers to the world
They all walk through the same road
But their gait of walking makes the difference.
Most of them follow something
And some follow nothing but remain where they are
But this poor poet is an exception-
He has nothing to follow. 0 0 0
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Two Path Ahead
(a)
I’ve two opposite paths-
Opposite to each other- in front of me
Which path should I take?
Or which should I forsake
Or which path suits me best
I know not.
I’m in a dilemma- amid sea-
Like a ship captain who has lost his magnet.
I’m like a child who has lost both
His father and mother.
Yes, I’ve two opposite paths-
Opposite to each other
One is of Death and the other is of Life
One is of thorns and blood
And the other is of green grass.
One is of the night and the other is of the light
One is of fire and the other is a breeze.
The beginning of both path is the same
Both provide light at first
Both give pain at first
Both give dark at first.
Which path should I take?
I’ve lost my discriminating power to choose the suited one
As all my days and nights have passed
In search of fuel for my hungry heart.
(b)
So oh! My God-
It’s I’ve closed my eyes
Please guide me as you wish me to be guided
If you lead me to the path of death
To the path of thorns and blood
To the path of night and to the path of fire-
I’ll welcome it.
Or if you lead me to the path of Life
To the path of green grass
To the path of the sun and to the path of breeze-
I’ll welcome it.
I’ll have no sorrow, no pain if you lead me
To the path you wish me to take
Both paths are better for me-
O, God! If I meet you in the end! 0 0 0
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The End
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- School English Grammar Part-I
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