Long Diya Poems
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We draw life's patterns, vibrant and bold,
We arrange our karma, both new and old.
In the mandala of time, we place our stories,
In the chakra of days, we set our glories.
We shape tales of anand, we shape tales of dukh,
We turn the kaleidoscope of kismet, we turn the kaleidoscope of sukh.
Our paths intersect like mehendi designs, creating complex jali,
Our steps trace yantras across time and space, holy.
We inlay memories with precision's steady hand,
We assemble moments that defy maya's shifting sand.
In the rangoli of existence, we are both colour and artist,
In the grand leela, we stand distinct, yet part of it.
We tint our experiences in hues of rasa,
We colour our world with unwavering asha.
Our lives unfold like origami, fold by fold,
Our journeys map nakshatras of struggle and peace untold.
We sketch our sapna on the canvas of possibility,
We paint our aasha with brushstrokes of tenacity.
In the bindi of humanity, we each place our dot,
In the raaga of being, we play our allotted slot.
We construct sangha, diya by diya,
We forge bandhan that make life our priya.
Our patterns may crack, our designs may fade,
But in life's grand rangoli, our chinh is made.
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1. "karma" (action and its consequences)
2. "mandala" (spiritual and ritual symbol in Hinduism and Buddhism)
3. "chakra" (wheel, also energy points in the body)
4. "anand" (joy) and "dukh" (sorrow)
5. "kismet" (fate) and "sukh" (happiness)
6. "mehendi" (henna designs)
7. "jali" (perforated stone or latticed screen)
8. "yantra" (mystical diagram)
9. "maya" (illusion)
10. "leela" (divine play)
11. "rasa" (aesthetic flavours in Indian arts)
12. "asha" (hope)
13. "nakshatra" (lunar mansion in Hindu astrology)
14. "sapna" (dream) and "aasha" (hope)
15. "bindi" (forehead decoration)
16. "raaga" (melodic framework in Indian classical music)
17. "sangha" (community)
18. "diya" (oil lamp)
19. "bandhan" (bond)
20. "priya" (beloved)
21. "chinh" (mark or symbol)
student they are
on the wings of knowledge,
on mirthful wings of angel,
on light of inside and outside
smiling touches them purely
fresh mind, fresh eye view to the future
they are frolicsome for acquiring knowledge
together footsteps on the airway road
crossing they are every step of offshoot thinking
smiling, playing, gossiping, seeing, looking
and walking to the bright career
they are child to teenage on same base
on angelic wings and heavenly light
suddenly the MounTain LigHt comes upon them
comes upon them as Fat-Man and Little-Boy
it burns their wings of angelic soul
put off the light of happiness
cut up the two souls from their chain
wounded many of their caravan
MounTain LigHt brings mourning bliss for them!
it has no soul, no eye, no veins, no blood of kindness
it understands only the procession of death
it understands royal roads of Dhaka, Chattogram,
Rajshahi, Khulna, Rangpur, Sylhet, Barishal
it understands tareque masud, mishuk munier to Mim, Rajib and so on
it understands the darkness of grave yard
it understands the death angel Azraeal and greets him on inert roads
it understands a bier and shrouded dead body
it understands the epitaph with bereavement motherly tears
oh! light of life is not secured still on road
every innocent soul is devoured abruptly
giant death angel transform himself on vehicle
it comes as MounTain LigHt and fires, razes
nonsense demonic driver enjoys the race on bail
excited uncontrolled peoples ruminate stability,
demolish more lively soul in blind emotion
oh! death you are mad provoker on road to road
-August 09, 2018
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Note: - written on Diya Khanam Mim and Abdul Karim Rajib, student of Shaheed Ramiz Uddin Cantonment College, Dhaka were died on 29 July, 2018, Jabal-e-Noor Paribahan ran over them!
When all the world is a giant burden,
Banerji sir, my colleague, a true SST Allen.
“Maan ki bat Modi ke Sath; rest other shun,”,
Says always my friend Banarji, never stun
Or stagger or startle, never remains barren.
Best friend who teaches Dhruvi and others Balkan,
Or India with psychology, without an apron.
Kenil, Hari, Bhavin, Shivani had some unban;
With Favourite dish of Dada, a fish; talks on Patan,
Sings hymns, buzzes about Mahakali one.
Says, “Your age is less than my profession.”
Scolds us, “Worst batch of year” – a Pun?
He is Bangali babu, wears dhoti, kurta even,
Talks about SST, and about doors wide open.
He is a Brahman, takes plausible action,
Wearing a chevron, is our Divine’s lion.
Meshwa, Diya, and Pitambar are clearly won,
With Aryan, Harsh, Nupur, Dishal and billion.
Let it be Shakespeare or Keats or Byron
He is through with all, has a great fortune.
Appreciates my Monorhyme and region
Never keeps quiet, but is pure bullion.
Dear to my students, Esha, Jeet or Rohan.
Prosper a lot is my wish, Oh! Aaron!
DIWALI- FESTIVAL OF LIGHTS
Gilttery lamps, Myriad diyas and light
Illumination pan India filled with delight
Whole nation splendent like lovely bride
The zest of fest spread far and wide
From northern mountains, western sands
To eastern coasts and southern islands
The spirit of triumph of good over bad
To dispel darkness like light, in life to add
To cleanse both our inner and outer sleaze
Infuse purity, love and peace like fresh breeze
Plenty sweets, delicacies for taste-buds to savour
Fire-works add shiny and shimmering flavour
All families get together to celebrate this occasion
Bond of love enhances in every relation
There’s fun, there’s frolic and there’s prayer
Brings happiness and joy this feast every year!
glossary:
Diya- is an oil lamp, usually made from clay, with a cotton wick dipped in ghee or vegetable oils. Clay diyas are often used temporarily as lighting for special occasions, while diyas made of brass are permanent fixtures in homes and temples.
date: 2nd November 2016
Happy Diwali friends
As golden orb descends in dainty steps to invite
black darkness to embosom the sky at night
on this joyful eve of 'The Festival of Lights,
amidst dangling artifacts - a common sight,
my simple clay diya radiates light so bright:
glowing and gleaming steadily despite
swaying gently in soft wind after twilight -
and gently whispers Divine wisdom to enlight
our souls with the bliss of purity of the right
and in its warmth, may the spirit of goodness alight
and dispel the gloom of hatred and greed - to ignite
and invoke the holy spark of Truth in delight
Date: 11/4/2021
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 18 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mark Toney
mellifluous and mesmerizing
a distant melody I hear...
melting my soul softly
with its mellow magic
a flute tune so soothing
sweet and symphonic
transcendental
awakening my spirit
moulding my dampen mind
into a clay diya
spreading love and light -
a light to the realization of
the meaning of my mundane existence
as I close my eyes and listen
to this mystic blissful tune
even the Gopis, peacocks, cows and birds
of my mind's mural art
that depicts His divine grandeur
seem to come back to life
and merge with His grace
my muse has lost its metaphors
to portray such a glorious moment
for, the merry chimes of metaphors
are now meek and muffled
hushed and muted
in that dulcet tune that wafts in the air
a distant melody I hear
mellifluous and mesmerizing...
Date: 09/18/2021
"M" Contest New Poems Only Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Note:
Diya: A small oil lamp made of clay.
Gopis: Cow-herd women devoted to Lord Krishna
Tip Top Gentleman
Eve of drama fun of mine
Laugh of fragrance smash
Of tomatoes in a glass of ....
Candy spices of horizon change
orange to white casu
Nuts
In a shadow night my heart is
Calling you loandiyo Kab tak
goom naam basti Mai diya jalogi
Today or tomorrow like the seconds past while even passing on writing this my feelings are crazy for your
Beauty of eyes which
Stares at me on the screen
Shall you like to teach
Tip Top Gentleman
How to tease while
I dance in our memories
You're so far like you're
As near as i....... Love you
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri
Har haal mein hum behaal rahe
Gham-e-jaan se har dam ndhaal rahe
Tumhari chahat ki rahguzar mein
Kabhi khaak, kabhi paimaal rahe
Na khwab bane, na taabeer mili
Bas azaab hi azaab ke hamaal rahe
Dhoop sehte guzargayi sadiyaan
Shab-e-hijr ke hi sawaal rahe
Mohabbat ke saahil bhi door the
Aur dil ke toofaan be-zawaal rahe
Shajar-e-umeed ka saaya na mila
Hum faseel-e-gham ke kamaal rahe
Jo charaagh jalaye the aarzu ke
Wahi aandhiyon mein bemisaal rahe
Rah-e-wafa mein the zakhm beshumaar
Phir bhi hanste rahe, lajawab rahe
Humne socha tha dil ka dard sunayein
Magar lab pe qufl, aur sawaal rahe
Har shaam ne tanhai ka zehar diya
Har raat ke geet bhi malaal rahe