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Pinaki Ranjan Mukherjee Poem
Well, I’m moving on, you know.
I’m forgetting you; I thought that -
the whole day.
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Analogy of Life
Faults of
life, might be,
for
opting some analogy;
Humans earn or
inscribe poem,
or write an ode and earn,
with or lacking a logic,
and similitude;
But all manifest in
void and
life becomes a finding,
humans, the modules
and our analogy –
become elements
to instigate the poison
to irrationalize the self.
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Pinaki Ranjan Mukherjee Poem
Gave you everything of mine -
Let me keep this poem for myself.
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Pinaki Ranjan Mukherjee Poem
Cycle
'am afraid to sleep,
if I forget you;
and I don't want to wake up -
as your memories will be back.
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Recycling Usage
Use the stones
of my grave,
to build your home;
Use the wood
of my coffin,
to heat your home up;
Use my bones
to feed your pet;
Use my memory
to define -
a loser.
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Pinaki Ranjan Mukherjee Poem
Materialistic Sorrow
It’s not
a gun
Or
the funny rope
The crooked cross
On the pale tomb
Or leaf
of the wreath
Dog puking blood
And seeing
two moons
On a single perception
It’s all
a materialistic sorrow
And –
That’s what –
- I’m not
- talking about.
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Pinaki Ranjan Mukherjee Poem
A boon- to wake up
Now this God
had one boon left, that -
I stored within myself.
Dirty ash – spread over the ground
and the bird rose – the phoenix, might be a true monk;
Eras and eras went by
No one rose again from the ash;
The God is ash now and me too.
I bless you God within me – wake up, live and rise again.
My ash is lying - right here, waiting.
Make me free like the light-
that falls on everything; but remains indifferent.
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Night comes,
Day looms and goes,
I become older
And older
And a little bit older
With the
Hope
Of maybe, maybe
Less pace of my aging –
Of loosing the dreams,
Romance, indiscipline and so on –
Thinking,
Like a lost sailor,
Putting the hat down
After so many years in the sea,
Where –
Where I am
Going;
No destination, mere –
Destiny?
Asking himself,
Why?
Dark clouds and the
Same moon,
And those stars –
Where are we all going?
Together or
Discrete?
Vow of silence
Comes
With Shear
Consciousness-
But tickling of eyes
Fade away.
Morning comes
To go by soon.
Forgetting his uncertainty
Sailor hopes again –
Maybe,
Maybe there’s something,
Eternal;
Separate
or together with him
with less pace till
the last step
towards the destination
or destiny.
Bestow innocence,
And sincerity-
unto me.
Explode my heart,
once more and again.
Saturate me;
With ache-
and farce.
Give charm,
on everyone
And also glee;
Reward innocence-
and sincerity
unto me.
Two Poems: First - Destination or Destiny (7/9/2010)
Second - Gifted Decoration (11/15/2010)
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Pinaki Ranjan Mukherjee Poem
Artist, Art and None
Most are none;
Some are artists,
Arts are some,
Both – a few;
Can’t be undone -
Clash that’s there,
like Soil, Grass
and a drop of Dew.
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Pinaki Ranjan Mukherjee Poem
"Gorgeous" -
she said;
and added -
"mysterious" too.
dark suit, black tie -
silhouette -
she saw
dress,
you saw physique;
blind God asked -
"what's going on dude"?
my sigh replied,
I'm mourning over my death.
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