Tamal Kundu Poet Free verse

Sansar

I can't deny the allure of stability.

A red-brick house with a front porch and wooden pickets,
A mango tree with summer-drooping branches, 
A spice garden in pitchers and pots.
The long corridor that runs to the living room,
The stairs that lead up to the worldly roof.
Chiming winds curling the curtains on the windows, 
Darkness receding from south to north.
Where Your steps will echo in the rhythm of the rain, 
And where I will be, drenched in your scent,
Reciting Tagore.

Ah! 
What a life it'll be! 
You, me and eternity.

I want it all and I want the road,
Sunsets, gasoline and upcoming bends.
My greed has never known bounds, 
My hubris to get to you and get away.



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Date: 19 / 12 / 2016

'Sansar' means family microcosmical, while in a broader sense it denotes the physical world.

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Francis J Grasso January 1, 2017 at 12:08 PM Well done, Tamal! Congratulations! ...Fran Tamal Kundu January 1, 2017 at 7:55 PM Thank you, sir! Tamal Kundu January 1, 2017 at 7:53 PM Thank you, sir!

Andrea Dietrich December 23, 2016 at 7:17 PM wow, I LOVE this, Tamal. I don't understand a few of the words, but the meaning of it is well understood. Awesome poetry. Tamal Kundu December 24, 2016 at 2:06 AM Thank you, Andrea. Your visits are always appreciated.

Joanna Daniel December 23, 2016 at 1:26 AM Hi Tamal, the Hindi title caught my attention and I've not been disappointed:) great writing:) Tamal Kundu December 23, 2016 at 3:05 AM Thanks, Jo!

Eve Roper December 22, 2016 at 8:27 AM Enjoyed reading, Tamal, wonderful surroundings merry Christmas happy holidays Tamal Kundu December 22, 2016 at 11:11 AM Thanks! To you too, Eve!

Doug Vinson December 21, 2016 at 12:55 PM 7! Great poem, Tamal - it rushes to the reader, like we are reading your mind. "Sansar" like the virtual reality project? Ah, to have a mango tree where one can pick a ripe mango and eat it.... Yet there is also the Road. I've been hard upon the road for almost 36 years now. Once had a big garden, now I have nothing there, which is both good and bad. Tamal Kundu December 21, 2016 at 11:28 PM 36 years is a long time, my friend, I hope you enjoyed your journey. Tamal Kundu December 21, 2016 at 11:27 PM It definitely takes a lot of care. I am accustomed to apartment life these days, but I do have spice garden along side a few flower plants on my balcony. I have heard of it, but I've never gone online on it. 'Sansar' microcosmically means family, while in broader sense it denotes the physical world. My intention of using it was the former. :)

Deborah Burch December 21, 2016 at 12:28 AM I like your change in rhythm that helps bring your intentions to bare!! :) well done Tamal. Big Hugggs. Deb Tamal Kundu December 21, 2016 at 4:00 AM Thanks for reading, Deb!

Darren White December 20, 2016 at 1:28 AM It reads like a poem of attraction and repelling. Want to stay, want to go, To love, to hate. Beautiful poem Tamal. Tamal Kundu December 20, 2016 at 2:43 AM Thank you, Darren. The initial idea was to create a sense of dichotomy on a few levels. As always, thanks for reading!