holy river's edge
cameramen flash,politicians
staged humility.
On the feathers of the flowery heart
I try to ignite the candle of spring
I try to seize the light of a silent sigh
I try to embrace the untold language
I try to kiss the burning cold moon
On the petals of withered tears
I amble for the great poetic stream
I search for a grave rhythmic verse
I merge into the erotic seed of nature
I dive into the sober inlet of the Triveni
On the glittering ink of the gypsy time
Reviving elixir has inflamed into venom
Ethereal feelings nestle in the lazy mind
Scratched time sprouts the root of past
Not defeated but I lost in the dumb town
In the lane of mirage life is time’s clown
©Mahtab Bangale
08th January, 2025
Chattogram
Oh Ganga! river so revered
your holiness purifies deep
if thy essence we let in seep.
From lord Shiva's hair you appeared
down the mighty Himalayas
quenching the thirsty souls pious.
Yamuna, Saraswati neared
to merge with you at Triveni
Sangam of pilgrimage many.
Together all joyously cheered
by peasants and boatmen alike
before in sea you slowly dyke.
Your ambrosial waters so cleared
granting boon to even sinners
writing history of winners
Oh Ganga! river so revered
From lord Shiva's hair you appeared
Yamuna, Saraswati neared
Together all joyously cheered
Your ambrosial waters so cleared.
Note:
Ganga, Yamuna, Saraswati rivers' confluence takes place at Triveni near Allahabad. This confluence is also called Sangam in Hindi.
25.7.2020
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