In the marketplace,
from a woman vegetable vendor
a bazar cow snatched away
a big mustard plant.
She shouted at the cow
rebuking it with the foulest words
she could muster
while the cow relishing it's loot.
An old Street dog,
loving life ,
rested in a shaded corner
looked at the youthful cow
with envy.
Standing in a market square
Kabeer wants everyone’s welfare,
Nor friendship to any,
Nor any enmity!
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Kabira khada bazar mein, mange sab ki khair,
Na kahu se dosati, na kahu se bair.
Kabeer advises us to look at everyone with the same equal eye, no one as an undue friend, and no one as foe either; hailing all, hating none. What Isha Upanishad said, and what Bhagavad-Gita too, Kabeer has put it in a layman’s language.
An Auto Ride
A shuttle auto ,we were all into,
a student passenger leapt in.
Agglutinated her ears to the air pod,
eyes wide on the screen.
A small distance auto rickshaw it was.
But she kept busy ,wishpering and blushing,
time to time a smile popped flashing.
In between annoyed for some cause,
Pretended to be,to the one over the pods.
Her destination arrived in a while,
lost she was on her mobile.
When the driver called “Nager Bazar”,
once, twice, then the third time.
The damsel had not committed a crime.
Just that,she didn’t hear until shaken.
Lost she was, in her world of heaven.
Oops! Yet she didn’t realise,
until she felt the jerk.
Looked upon by every eye.
Cut the line in embarrassment,
hurriedly paid to the driver, in decent.
Got down, and back to the talk.
Aah ,what I thought it was,
A life without phone,
Could be a life long gone.
No beautiful face on sale; Bazar is out of order
Fairyland - O dear goddess Ishtar! - is out of order.
I was alone at home, we'd to spend the noon together
Now, she rings aft' afternoon: my car is out of order!
Life is not that simple that few words on paper decide:
Words are limited - leading quasar is out of order!
"My speech is not contrary to public benefit - think..."
In Parliament, members' seminar is out of order.
"We can't measure depth of sea, sorry captain! we're stranded-
Sea breeze is against our ship route, sonar is out of order."
We may attack own cities at this impatient moment;
Enemy jets are coming, radar is out of order.
April 01, 2022
TRIO
Soil, Water, Air
These THREE are essentials,
Only Air is free.
Go to Big Bazar, buy THREE,
Sure to get fourth one free.
Root, Stem, and the Leaves
THREE vital parts of a tree.
Brain, Mind, and the Soul.
THREE controls a persona.
THREE phases run, Birth, Growth, Death.
THREE Moral Values
Universally granted:
Truth, Love, Honesty.
THREE Evils bring hatred:
Lies, Malice, Ingratitude.
02/ 16/21
'All Yours ( Apr 24 ) Contest by Brian Strand
My loving cousin
Nongmaithem Manihar Singh ,
had not seen for decades;
how time can sting,
after his passing I went
to his home at Yairipok Bazar
where memories roam
to attend the Asti sanchay.
That country market place
miles from my house in Imphal
I have not visited for a long time.
During my childhood days
long ago in the sun
I wandered there often
where the small market spun
that was busy only at dusk
selling fresh produce from the fields
and ground.
At the time of his mother's death
more than two decades ago
still it was a traditional marketplace.
My mother her sister had passed away
more than two decades before her
leaving a silence that echoed evermore.
After they left us our bond grew thin
we have not seen each other ;
it's been far too long since than.
That day
the rural landscape had changed
so much from what I remembered,
It felt like a touch.of nostalgia
The market place now was much bigger,
more bright modernised and crowded,
a bustling sight.
I recalled then the old days and my long past,
with memories swirling like leaves in the air.
20.01.2021
No one had any idea about their game plan
X,Y were allies of z and their target was Khan
Z Zeus ordered his allies to attack Pathan
One day when Khan Pathan went to Bazar to shop
X and Y came there to cop
According to their pre planned drama they started fighting
During their fight Khan became their victim
X and Y cleared the whole matter in court
They said it is collateral damage
Z Zeus played the role of snake.
Note. First they create a reason to attack and
then they attack but not in all cases.
J-ust
E-njoy
S-ublime
S-tatement
I-n
C-omposition
A-pplied
B-y
A-uthor
Z-estfully
A-ppreciating
R-egards
Topic: Birthday of Jessica Bazar (January 21)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Amtol, Reazuddin Bazar, Chittagong
with a simple dressing up
slimy beauty she was before me
busy in Eid shopping
she was seeking something best for her
for celebrating the Eid near
I was walking by behind
as if it was gravitational power
but I couldn't tell, "You look simply beautiful."
cause I was modest in character
- Sunday, June 9, 2019 Chattogram
Let the sun and moons switch off their lights
I have no complaint
One hundred zeroes in my room
Let them shine bright
Still hundred pictures I do paint
Till I have my grapevine
I live in cloud nine
Thunder lightning or rains
In my vein, no pain
They gladly aid my poetry design
I had asked the spiralling vine
Would you one day stop serving me wine
She laughed a mile
A purple smile
Bringing out from my pen a moving line
Whenever I am surrounded by clouds
I rush to the smiling green sprout
Time and time again
It rubs balm on my pain
In me sunshine laughs aloud
As I sip my tea with an olfactory glee
Over the rim of cup, there stands she
In the sky, the sun hides to see
burning with an orange red envy
My grapevine and I keep up our smiling spree
In twilights, I say how beautiful you are
She answers I am sleepy
Please do excuse me
Okay we will meet tomorrow
at your green bazar
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October 6, 2019
B-ehold
E-arly
N-ew
J-oy
A-s
M-irth
I-s
N-icely
B-ringing
A-nother
Z-estful
A-wesome
R-apture
Topic: Birthday of Benjamin Bazar (May 02)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
J-ust
E-xpect
S-weet
S-unrise
I-n
C-oolness
A-s
B-eacon
A-nd
Z-enith
A-like
R-eappear
Topic: Birthday of Jessica Bazar (January 21)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
A prosy prose for deity to mourn,
As the hunger stricken wobbles the ground.
Oh! the old retinues that feed besides our ribs.
Come again with their unbearable tax payers,
While the labourers' stomach rumble!
The ignorant chieftains stare from above,
While the Kwashiorkor kids parade the streets!
Farmers clank their basket and hoe,
For nothing to bring homewards when the farms never yield.
As the hard labour tastes no fruit,
Wife and daughter, are forever famished.
The sailor that despoil us,
Snatch the bouquet of our feast.
As we wallow in our hollow labour?
Leaving us despondent at the edge of the farm,
Oh! We are made for you to drain,
When the basket of yam fully stored in there yard.
The old retinues release starvation from its dungeon,
As hunger flay around street, whipping!.
The rise of commodities in the Bazar,
A loaf is bought at high price.
And the grain is untouchable!
This is a prosy prose for deity to mourn,
How housewives turn to modern beggars,
While the toddlers sleep with void bellies and empty jars!
B-ehold
O-ne
N-ewness
I-n
F-ine
A-tmosphere
C-elebrating
I-mpressive
O-pen
B-eacon
A-nd
Z-enith
A-fter
R-ain
Topic: Birthday of Bonifacio Bazar (September 16)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
B-ad
E-vents
N-ot
J-oy
A-re
M-ade
I-n
N-egativity
Topic: Birthday of Benjamin Bazar (May 2)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
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