RAIL COACH

 

RAIL COACH

 

Unforgettable journey well remember,

Years passed, the memory hunts often,

When alone, sit in silence, surprises,

Floats automatic, a question speechless,

The train coach, a common boggy crowded,

I was traveling for a pilgrimage, a distant city,

Two days journey from home town exhaustive,

Traveling alone noticed co-passengers,

An old couple, two families, children moving,

A young lady felt to be a student, a businessman,

All are strangers packed in seats,

Destination, origins, thought differences,

Their food, cloth, and languages spoken, I realize,

Unknown places, a few will get down,

The senior person I introduced smiled,

Before I enquired, faced questions,

A hundred questions baffled get silent,

Nothing I could know where moving,

A day passed on a train, and at dawn, I saw,

The lady was greeted by her parents, got down,

The businessman I could not find,

Must have reached his station in the night,

A few college students boarded,

They were gossiping, joking, making fun,

I borrowed a thriller book read,

Sleeping on the upper berth, comfortable,

The senior person shouted lost all,

His belongings were missing yelling,

The train was moving very fast, crowded,

The couple lost their tickets purse,

The onlookers gossiped discussions many,

Guess, in the night, goods were stolen,

Penniless, clueless, called ticket collector,

Arranged tickets for them, paid the cost,

They told me they were going to the city,

The city I was traveling to visit a holy place,

Socked to know they lost the ash pot,

That was that of their son died,

Died after an accident they were moving,

To immerse the urn in the sacred river,

The lady was crying inconsolably,

I introduced myself and invited them,

To visit the city together, stay at a hotel,

The story changed after we left the train,

A monk received this couple at the platform,

I left soon and stayed at a hotel,

The sacred river hundreds of pilgrims,

Saved, in the orange color, I met the couple,

No more sad, calm, and quiet greeted me,

I got surprised and enquired them,

They intimated me, renounced from the world,

The wealthiest couple own millions,

Lost their only son, donated everything,

Only to the holy ashram, the hermitage,

Decided to pass their life here, ascetic,

Fixed firmness of both calmness unreal,

Bathed in early morning meditated,

Roaming at the bank of the river happily,

Happily! how come both lost their child,

Loosen all property of millions willfully,

Still happy with life in the twilight years,

What changes this orange robe renounces,

I caught the hands of his senior person,

How come, sir, forgotten the urn lost,

Came a reply crisp immersed ours this life,

The train coach just two days I stayed,

Pushing me for a decision is answerless.

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Rail coach (Fiction)

Theme: Met a renounced couple

Date: 2nd January 2023, Cuttack

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IMPOSSIBLE MEN

 

IMPOSSIBLE MEN

 

Immerse in deep thoughts, surprised,

Notice leaves sprout from dry wood,

Transforms through passing years grow.

Massive trunk spreads branches on an acre,

The plant depicts existence through a century,

Missed the wood once decayed absorb soil,

Switch of the thought to sight a megapolis,

A monolith settled at a marshy land,

Hundreds of channels of big river crisscross,

Dense forest inhospitable inhabitable place,

Near the ocean, deep water rocky islands,

A few hundred tribes ventured into lived,

A century after,  a few million people live,

The busiest port, a cluster of high-rise towers,

 A thousand miles of streets connected by bridges,

The narrow canals, blue water beautiful,

The heart of business commerce property,

The tribe is invisible people around the globe,

Disbelieve the panorama possible to rub,

The tree symbolizes human achievement,

Obscure courageous men, daredevil men,

Watch people dying sick, disease unknown,

Builder of future metropolis attests honor,

Looked minutely, an island people,

Green eyes bearded with hat leather shoes,

A wooden boat sails around the globe,

Discovers vast continents, unknown lands,

Left home for good, established settlements,

Unfriendly native savage weather, hostile land,

Died hundreds raised more but grew,

Tamed the land, natives, weather, impossible,

Standing vast civilization new culture race,

Melting pot assimilates world culture, faith,

Mighty once they were mightier, therefore,

Powerful countries, the mariners, sailors missing,

Decayed wood no more under the soil,

Sacred, their dauntless spirit lives inspire too,

The trees resemble spread over a continent,

Island continent sings for these impassible men,

Colloquial when naming their race language,

Island people covered worldwide in time,

Controlled a few countries, built a few more,

Wordless to believe, a language unites the world,

World citizen prefers to communicate,

Looked minutely from papyrus to trillion books,

The ingenuity of men transformed the world,

The press first printed fewer unknown changes,

These are impossible men thought, simple,

Write first print a book, a billion reads,

Understand  a race, history, custom, culture,

Progress science, technology, medicine, literature,

Not even the child of current age thinks,

A few impossible men printed a book,

That bridged knowledge the tree spans the earth,

Teapot steam throws out the lid,

Looks at this man and built a locomotive,

Unambiguous to a child, looking the transport,

Never that time imagined, steam engines grew,

Billion every hour travel unthinkable event,

Caught sight of a teapot, the world did change,

Kite, the bird, paper plane, if a message,

Few men followed intrigues, intricate rules,

A man can fly a plane, can fly once dreamed,

Speechless stumbled on ideas first flight,

A billion today catch flights the world over,

The human race stuns at impossible men,

Found missing this word impossible,

Their thoughts and courage were impossible.

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Impossible men

These: A few men resemble miraculous

Date: 1st January 2023, Cuttack

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RIDDANCE

 

RIDDANCE

 

 

Open my wounded heart suffered,

Astonished own blood, gone toxic,

Wish for desperately once prayed,

Begged, just begged all merciful a child,

Graced not once four times a son,

Felt like the luckiest person in the world,

Happiness knows no bounds, turns to pride,

Hailed infinite blessings of the Lord, gifts,

Unparallel gift children precious,

Grew in my lap, loving care nourished,

Happiest husband duly recognize her,

Never did she like to display a lucky mother,

Her trust is in Lord, devoted extreme,

Still praying day and night alone,

Keep my children safe and sound,

Make them prosperous, give them long life,

Every ceremony with cakes sweet plenty,

A separate rook for idols to worship,

The bell rings in the morning and evening,

Perfumed scented-sticks oil lamp lit,

Hours of divine prayers read faithfully,

Prostate before idol tearfully begs,

Saw these rituals for decades, loved,

Lord has given to me four sons admit,

Love the Unseen, love more my wife,

Mother of four siblings fortunate,

Pious heart loving capable for home,

Her maintenance, majestic decorum,

Never demanding have seen for gold,

For travel or pilgrimage, food, cloth,

Only she needs items for worship,

Dress for boys, groceries she cooks,

Roars filled bedrooms with a loud noise,

Her action often angry teacher a stick,

Checks each bag, homework neatly,

Keep my glass, look at them and her,

Surround her, demand delicious dishes,

Surprised, she meets all of their demand,

Grew so soon, watch graying hair,

Finished college education leaving,

One by one left, children for careers,

In the twilight years, husband and wife stay,

Talk to each other, her interest letter,

I steal my glances less speak interest,

Nonchalantly ask their messages,

Happy children are well-settled families,

Stay in far-off cities, my wife homesick,

Her happiness in her home, the idols room,

No cinema or park, theater do interest,

Only interests my timing of food medicine,

Wash my clothes, irons a must, white,

My beetles in a box, glass on a table,

Inks a life story revolves around my wife,

Her son and children speak like that,

Love immensely, mother call frequently,

In her seventies, I found her illness,

A rare but long sickness, and passed away,

It was so sudden, changed me to clay,

Socked shook me to mute dumb and deaf,

Preferred silence, seclusion, less talk,

Presumed hard-of-hearing children taking,

Discussing in the adjacent room on me,

Sunned to know they planned to execute,

To leave me at the elder's home,

To dispose of all properties, my home,

Distribute the money equally,

Give some money to the shelter home,

The next day they all left, together the plan,

Come New Year, by January, it will be done,

Now the house is empty, stood me in silence,

Life, what a life, how was the life,

Good riddance now, remorse I prayed to God,

O' life, so mysterious, riddance is absurd.

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Riddance (Fiction)

Theme: A good riddance, old dad

Date: 30th December 2022, Cuttack

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DEFY

 

DEFY

 

Crying in laughter on the shore of time,

That flows timeless, misunderstood,

Found time stays temporal seems eons,

Plundered pleasures that limbs sought,

Love feminine beauty bare glowing.

Bright, shining, ornate gold jewelry,

Immaculately dressed, gorgeous cloth,

Steals glances an embroidery if absurd,

Talked with her, her presence infectious,

The look, shifting eyes, tilting face, rings,

The eyes lashed hooked tentacles heart,

Lost my mind pilgrim surround dunes,

I passed moments passionately dreaming,

Let not unbelievable angel bid adieus,

Stays near me, I watch slipping saree,

Redecorate once again if desired falling,

Rebellious, her strand of black hair,

Covers her right eye, part of her face,

Lost in thought, a full moon in clouds,

Observing minutely, a thirsty heart,

Push back the strands again flashed light,

The eyes matching eyes hypnotize,

Wrinkles in cheeks smile hinting,

Lost as if a mirage conflicts state,

She loves or probing unknown,

Interactions if friendly guessing,

Her picture a picturesque immobilized,

Stood transfixed, listened to her,

Little penetrated into mind lost,

Still searched her demeanor captivated,

Her hand, bangles, gold chain, purse,

Tiny feet, her shoes, finger rings, unique,

Eloquence, urban aristocracy, slang,

Drummed, not musical forgot me,

Why am I here, who she is, any of a talk?

Any business with her where is a place,

What is the day, time, forgotten path,

Stumbled at her sight, dashed slightly,

She turned back, looking at me, asking,

No answer, mute speechless, just looked,

Slipped polite words forgive me,

She heard node slightly smiled all right,

I collected her purse from the ground,

Saw a mobile in her hand costly,

A few seconds seemed a century absurd,

I had to catch my train right time,

Announce  that broke the situation,

Quickly I had to move to catch the train,

Why defied my routine lied,

Continued gossip with her discussed,

Failed, miserable, she left hastily soon,

I missed the train, felt blank ashamed,

Why, why I stood unmoved engrossed,

Never knew her, her name, place in the dark,

Opaque her identity, a co-passenger,

She caught her train, I failed bitter,

Back home, sat alone, preferred silence,

An unknown lady this heart defied openly,

The question I posed to me, mysterious,

Still haunting the reason, Oh' men,

A man rises high and high in life,

Baffles beauty of female, entangled, sigh,

Defy time, purpose, routine, job,

Knows electric shock split second, throb,

The sight vanishes instantly, bells rectify,

Absurd, pleasing seconds heart defy.

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Defy

Theme: Surprises male heat defies

Date: 29th December 2022, Cuttack

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THORN

 

THORN

 

Bewilder mind disbelief, the stark reality,

Knows very well dusk to settle quietly,

Why, life thinks day never ends willingly,

Think deeply, night only a dream,

Steals awareness, instills sleep, lays limbs,

Forgotten name, place, identity, and faith,

Inert stays a symbol, non-existent unreal,

Wakes heart again sun rises probe past,

Why persist sun ever sink world was lost,

The name, street, city, or people the same stay,

How come vanished in the darkness play,

This life face strife play rife mistakenly a lot,

Every answer heart retort untrue night but,

Dream visits erase existence, purposes, love,

Open your heart spread wing, soar high,

Love unattainable mind injects addict fry,

Wrong is you, hypocrisy explicit display,

Sunset yesterday, night canopied darkness,

Rose, a beautiful moon if an angelic face,

Wash our heart silvery light cool thrilled,

Aroused passions lust ornate love creeper,

Wished infinite urge endless stay forever,

Burning bright mischief monger sun rises,

Wake up the most deluded rest of us hurt,

Love to live in another world, heavenly real,

Never know us, O' human, disbelieve exists,

Exist we live in darkness moon show path,

Spread happiness, joys profound, soul worth,

Mingle easily with stars winking starry night,

River projects silver plate we swim in delight,

Glowworms lighted our poem of love plenty,

Gardenia jasmine opens petals of love aroma,

We dance our sequence less identity gender,

Less we find name origin color blood splendor,

Body touches body unites ecstatic amorous,

Less hue and cry, molten heart  soaked in tears,

Felt separate bodies soul unites climax thief,

Not human pleasure thief visits in guise creator,

Stills everything our lust pleasure it dawns,

Living idols, we start playing with the sun,

Result of love, another generation is born,

Challenge our authority deletes, ever, night exists,

Under the sun, this generation frightens us,

Livid with our symphony less recognizes day,

Cry out angrily, hello, dark moon, why claim,

Not we belong to you guardians of the night,

Born us only lives  under the sun we see,

You are thin void unreal Lord gave breathe,

We breathe, alert, aware of identities numerous,

Built once roam now thousands still curious,

Love color of skin myriad tongue expresses,

Expression incredibly great slang credulous,

We believed our creator, not you, faithful,

Only to surrender under the sun spread,

As many paths that many fights carnage,

Know to rule under the sun, supreme savage,

Sold for gold unfold bravery, name, or fame,

Our tribes sing for an eon, our valor not game,

Spirit of the night thorn in our heart pierce,

One world, one people, one goal rehearse.

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Thorn

Theme: Thorn to dismantle division

Date: 28th December 2022, Cuttack

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DISHEVELED

 

DISHEVELED

 

Met on the road future of the country,

Bewildered, a sight that found speechless,

Selling tricolor for a few rupees calling,

May return to someone a pittance help,

A few bread salt as lunch dinner one,

Does not know the child tomorrow can,

Born to parents, never dreamed of arrival,

Natural, grow children, poverty inhibits,

No food for children, medicine while sick,

Buds, disheveled, unwanted vanish, in time,

No tears, cries, pangs of love, surprise,

The world encompasses humans, polished,

Dazzling glass towers limousines in front,

Begs the child ignorant scorns directed,

I was crying thinking of the tiny heart,

Motherland's bosom refuses to feed,

Not a square foot to sleep under a roof,

Thought for December night is freezing,

The little kid must be sleeping in the open,

Struggling   hard to pass the night,

Imagines not crying for help surrendered,

Missing luck, fortune, fate, a future,

The joke of the creator on human life,

Disheveled promiscuous urban life rich,

Boasting upper strata unambiguous,

Vulgar shows stinking naked dances,

Viral in cyberspace youth influences,

Gasping, surprised, tags recent styles,

Think these witnessed streaming sighs,

Motherland protects them, security guards,

Worth seeing mansion ladies in vanguards,

They leave corroding aromas wild,

Revert to the child silently standing,

Bought an entire lot of flags paid to him,

Sat with him on pavements question,

His name he didn't know parents left,

Big cement pipe is the place he lives there,

Works for a vendor selling goods,

Begs at times, gets some money, lives here,

Gave him some food both enjoyed it,

Surprise glued on his face disheveled,

You love me? the blunt question,

I checked my tears and smiled a deception,

It was not compassion, sympathy,

It was not my love, caring heart,

Fail to express the pain, churning mind,

The education humanity taunt behind,

This is a vibrant land, people bright,

Mostly educated wealthy play noble!

Knows very well slums exist littered,

Disheveled planning metro glitters,

No road, sea of shanties, tin shed,

Muddy path narrow, serpentine congested,

The child was the product of this place,

Listless, if it grows, defeating death,

Tomorrow's youth, not human living,

Ignorant of love, care, sympathy, family,

Loot, use boot against the world challenge,

Never mind access gold prefer carnage,

House may be the jail immaterial,

Angry, concerned now saw well in him,

The country breeds his tribe, nourishes rest,

A few spend a billion on vulgar expenses,

A minuscule will change the life of disheveled,

The tricolor he sells justifies bedeviled,

Son of the soil, you proclaim democracy,

Equal rights, liberty, voice free, not lunacy,

Take me to school, educate me, impart skills,

Enough strength, the disheveled organized!

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Disheveled

Theme: question to land a slum child

Date: 27th December, Cuttack

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