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Green - I Have Seen You Somewhere Within

Green - I have seen you somewhere within my evergreen soul
Where the Omniscient plays his flute
To rejuvenate the tired ones - scattered by the humdrum of daily chores
His idiosyncratic tune soothes my heart

Green - I have seen you somewhere within the desolated dry lands
Where you assure us of a definite return
Spiralling with the next rain to come - with the seeds of new love
Sprouting with our endless hopes - in the hands of caressing farmers
Farmers of life too

Green - I have seen you somewhere within the falling leaves
Burnt by the desires of their own - dejected souls
Still they fall on the ground from where they got nourishment
Mix them with their mother to make her fertile
To maintain the perpetual flow of love
To the next progeny

An evergreen dream
Comes true
Green - I have seen you somewhere within ... 
My desperate hopes


01.03.16

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You Are My Durga


You are the earth and you are the mother You are my Durga - you can multi-tusk Of your children, let me be the father You work really hard, from dawn to dusk You are my Durga - you can multi-tusk You play so many roles - in daily chore You work really hard, from dawn to dusk Raising children, doing your job and more You play so many roles - in daily chore Mother, teacher, daughter, friend, wife and all Raising children, doing your job and more You are present - at every beck and call Mother, teacher, daughter, friend, wife and all You are perfect in each role you perform You are present - at every beck and call Let's worship Durgas and make it a norm You are perfect in each role you perform Of your children, let me be the father Let's worship Durgas and make it a norm You are the earth and you are the mother 08.03.16 Durga is the principal form of the Goddess, also known as Devi and Shakti in Hinduism. Durga the mahashakti, the form and formless, is the root cause of creation, preservation and annihilation. My dedication on International Women's Day. (10 syllables per line)

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Ask Marugu Mo



Where do all the great poets go?
If you ask me so, I would say, "I don't know"
There must be some hidden pain
Writing poems relieves their brain
Dear ones are their poems greatest foe

Where do all the great poets go?
Ask the river, ask the melting snow
They may say, " He was just here
With his grief - eyes full of tears"
Writing poems does not pay also

Where do all the great poets go?
Ask the sun, ask the shining rainbow
They may say, " He was just here
Got caught with his write - in fear"
Dear ones are their poems greatest foe

Where do all the great poets go?
Ask the moon, ask Marugu Mo
There are problems in their life
They can't help but face the strife
Writing poems does not pay also

27.02.16

P.S. : Poet Marugu Mo, himself is  a great poet and his name rhymed with my poem nicely. A great poet can only give us some idea where the others have gone, so I have used his name in the title too. My respectful greetings to Poet Marugu Mo and my dedication goes to him.

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Smoking Is Injurious


"Smoking is bad, Out of fad", says my lad of eight Don't smoke again It does slain you Gives pain to us I do not bluff Said,"Enough!" Took a puff to think 26.02.16

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Colourfication

“Come Spring – drench me with your colours”, you whispered
And then you started unfolding the secrets in front of me
Under the azure sky and amber sun
Your ivory skin dazzled my virgin eyes…
I want to paint your neck and your eyelashes in mauve
I don’t need to colour your crimson lips and jet hair
Let me draw marigold over the origin of elixir
I am going to paint your hands and legs with platinum
Let emerald play all over your body
And fuchsia be bloomed here and there
When I have completed my job, you called me to come closer
Amazed by your angelic beauty I was approaching …
In the middle, I stumbled and fell on the ground
Oh! My nose!
While opening my eyes, I found myself on the floor of my bedroom
Oh! My God!
I fell flat from my bed and it was a dream…


17.03.16

colours : azure, amber, ivory, mauve, crimson, jet, marigold, platinum, emerald and fuchsia.

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It Was One of Those Mornings


I woke up With a headache In that morning with a sombre sky With my tea cup in hand I opened the newspaper Got struck with a front page news: Fire in Book Fair Ah! That’s why the vapoured wisdoms and burnt poems Have created this grim nature – to mourn their comrades death I was excited to experience the feelings for the first time in my life Doctors told me “there is risk, the baby may be premature” But we didn't have any other choice than this one only Let the baby come out to get some fresh air here I heard the cry, Oh! My god, the baby was okay The Sister came and called me up to see I jumped in the air in joy - My fatherhood 07.03.16 It is very difficult to create any shape with two stanzas. Still I have tried my level best to represent the morning sun through my piece.

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Life and Death


While enjoying the beauty, Life says, " Follow my steps..."

15.03.16

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Spring Unbuttoned



plucked the wax flowers -
to unbutton the beauty
of eternal spring


22.03.16

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Pains


pains insist the pen to paint - penumbra of life; flashbacked halcyon.. 04.02.16

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Dedicated Heart

Taking out my heart From the skeletal debris Great minds never die - Providing blood from you dears Those who love and never lie (C) Anindya Mohan Tagore (Bobby)

Copyright © Anindya Mohan Tagore | Year Posted 2015

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