RAPPORT

 

RAPPORT

 

The river is sacred and ancient flows,

Embankments are stone pavements,

Offered water to departed worshipped,

Takes a holy dip in their loving memories,

Pray for peace and happiness to the soul,

The stone steps to the water get a crowd,

Baths men and women early morning,

Offer water to the orange sun,

Belief to liberate from dawn and dusk,

Graces to break chains of life,

Lighted becomes an ignorant mind,

Wake up to the glories of the sun,

The creator of day and night,

That lures spirits to this elusive world,

Think there is love, kindness, help,

Life makes luxuriant existence enamor,

The bond of humans links children,

Passionate to usher newcomers into life,

Graceful conjugal love marital phase,

The soul savors the elixir of life born,

In the lap grows tiny limbs soon,

Sooner than expected mature into the world,

Happy parents watch children, chicks,

Spread their wings and fly far off to nest,

Life comes to an end twilight signal,

Six pieces of bamboo sticks tied,

Pallbearers carry on shoulders,

The mortal remains must be cremated,

River watch pyres ignited on the bank,

The ashes will mix with flowing water,

Touched holy water that is mixed,

With the ashes of my forefathers, I felt,

The vibration unearthly intuitive mind,

Looked at the burning pyres,

A woman old died, was cremated,

She was staying in a shelter home,

On her demise, three sons intimated,

Requested to cremate her by dawn,

None attended  didn't reply to the news,

The curator of the shelter home performed,

Saved his head after the cremation,

Bathed in the river offered cooked rice,

Offer a little water to the departed soul,

Prayed neck-deep in water for her,

May the rising sun provide her peace,

Provide her soul an abode in life homeless,

I got impressed at his benevolence,

Compassion and immensity moved me,

I hugged him, touched his feet,

Worship, sir, your divine heart,

Give solace to the spirit a destitute in life,

Performed her rights for salvation,

The children failed to do needful service,

 Perform to their mother at her demise,

Touched his head saved curator said,

The mother owns three houses in a city,

Three sons are living in these houses,

Reluctant to keep aging mother,

Left here with me a few years ago,

Today her journey is over to belief,

She has made rapport with God learned,

Learned this world complex in her last breath,

Rapport dedicated to homeless mothers.

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Rapport

Themes: Rapport with reality

Date: 17th December 2022, Cuttack

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UNWELCOME

 

UNWELCOME

 

 

Symphony of life enchanting often,

Melts frozen pain to drain to recon,

Drain happens to be memory fade,

Reluctant to remember morn tirade,

 

Love me now or never moving faster,

Wait, the panoramic world sequester,

Look bright sunshine next may rain,

Searching past results recalling pain,

 

Invitingly entices, follow days quietly,

Provide the broken heart hope lightly,

Uprooted wood rain soaked in fungus,

Decaying yet memory is subconscious,

 

Remember Good days foliage branch,

After blossoms, fruit seedlings scratch,

Look at me dear, how propagates soon,

Dry fruit bursts open seed flies boon,

 

Takes root, again replicated another,

Time helps memories erased further,

The storm winds ferocious ended all,

Unknown distant land lives enthrall,

 

Propagate happiness, joy, fragrance,

Close now eyes human life in a trance,

Breaths beautifully continuous love,

Love breath symbol of me do resolve,

 

Deathless within you, your limbs fail,

Escapes to space duly seeds prevail,

Mingle with air, no beginning or end,

Piggyback riding to distance to extend,

 

Light moisture warmth trim seed grows,

Human, your life germinates n shows,

New name parent body renews abode,

Never can remember past life, episode,

 

Why cry bitterly here, cursing life deprive,

After a long time, the opportunity thrive,

Uprooted trunk resembles sprout lives,

Know me, perform life miracle retrieves,

 

Condemn you pale face deathly in pale,

Smile, feel, get spirited, smile once, inhale,

Energizes me enough, spirited strengths,

Unwelcome drudgery chain wavelengths,

 

Console your heart a caterpillar exists,

Never knows, what happens, cocoon lists,

Manifests out of the cocoon a butterfly,

Your weeping heart changes, my reply,

 

Spread colors on your wings, heart soar,

look again, dear human, morn wait eager,

Unwelcome failures, frustration entraps,

Look at tomorrow next dawn and enwraps,

 

Sing dear, my glorious existence outpour,

Every labyrinth tissue blood well enamor,

Revive energy sunshine fuels encourage,

Unwelcome demise, life pristine envisage!   

 

Pem: Bijayananda Mishra

Poem: Unwelcome

Theme: Confides life

Date 17th December 2022, Cuttack

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LENIENCY

 

LENIENCY

 

Dark is the room sits quietly alone,

Contemplate immersive my plight,

Offer my hands to help but refuse,

Rudely conveyed to me, keep aloof,

 

Notices folk dance from a distance,

Overwhelms my heart swayed now,

Rhythmic dancing, my limbs sing,

Mix with people, joyous automatic,

 

Mingles my  smiles festive ecstatic,

Pulling someone with alacrity out,

Shout disgustedly and warn me,

Not invited to our community bet,

 

Join let again threat consequence,

Dismayed at the look scorn reason,

Served people from birth sweeps,

Cleans street of city dirt in heaps,

 

Chest deep in sewerage lifts filth,

Lovingly smile at life underneath,

Duty least discriminate accepted,

Earn peanut for work, not wicked,

 

Gentle, polite to people, respect all,

Feast or ceremony time get a recall,

Lifts garbage of foods, paper dishes,

Fight with beggars, dog's life wishes,

 

Morsels of food hungry lives want,

Fails to notice leftover looked scant,

Humans, if equated with a dog a bit,

Sad then watching the sight, I quit,

 

Felt occasionally pray at the temple,

May god grace destitute life simple,

Get food, cloth, a roof needs shelter,

So mercy to the ill recovery matter,

 

Life is precious fate causes disaster,

Untouchable is the tag life inferior,

Less than a beggar surprised soon,

People offer food or cloth to them,

Sit among them for food overwhelm,

 

Thrown out of the line, scolded a lot,

Happen in front of temple lies but,

Not allowed to the community wall,

Clean our door front sewerage mall,

 

Born with the caste to die someday,

Not allowed to lift departed dismay,

Life dead dogs sick die on the road,

Stinking smell dispelled crowds trod,

 

Angry eyes pointed fingers at me now,

Clear devil from here get lost to bow,

Illiterate child labor father died early,

Illicit wine poisoned, killed him nearly,

 

Work mother in brick-kiln grew there,

Play on the muddy road timeshare,

Slum with tin roofs,  a bed, and an oven,

Once a meal rice salt onion is chicken,

 

Lunch-diner breakfast combine into one,

Fortunate today get my meal, a man,

Seldom complains for life, dear friend,

Grudge against humanity, to befriend,

 

Told me, men, at pyres, move to heaven,

Ask you intelligent wise for me shaken,

Mixes the ass, graves side by side well,

Grows the tree luxuriant, spirits dwell,

 

Our spirits live together leniency if, exist,

Mingles with mirth lives why me, resist?

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Leniency

Theme: The untouchability

Date: 15th December 2022, Cuttack

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ATTAINMENT

 

ATTAINMENT

 

Behold my mind humming always,

Visible like a bee flies at random,

Searching flowers beautiful colored,

Detects fragrance  direction guesses,

Drunken and wild playful neatly hops,

Flower to flower settle flies moment after,

Laden with honey sweet back to the hive,

Store well happily seek next adventure,

The flower that magnetizes short a while,

Last, from dawn to dusk completes life,

Pregnant with future, shrouded dreams,

Delivers its tomorrow succulent fruit,

Fruit of intimate relationship with bee,

Eons creator's deep and divine wishes,

Exist for propagation undefeatable,

Functions my mind compare, visible,

Life is subtly equivalent to a flower's existence,

I discovered the budding mind,

Grown, beautiful thoughts, fragrant,

Pervade inescapably infects bees,

The pair of eyes, ears, lips, and tongue,

Metamorphoses to bee honey traps,

Drink the elixir of life, dear limbs fade,

Eyes ears impaired in time lips crack,

Loses tongue, the taste of world magnetic.

That offers sweetness myriad, versatile,

The fish, meat, fruit, juices, drink lists,

Honey is the lust of mind collects heart,

Laugh today, O' mind when is satiated,

Stores like a bee search adventure more,

Till twilight settles,  seek calmness, tired,

That your thoughts pollinated mature,

Seeds are growing pregnant soul succor,

Love the thought fructify in time,

Spreads from the heart to heart harbor swell,

Attainment, honey of flower life hides,

Looking inward, behold my heart well,

The beehive full of honey stored love,

Spreads like seeds to hearts,

The sight of the season when flower blossoms,

Spring is a fantasy of mind love people,

Thought pregnant with love infects,

Sustains this beautiful nature,

Human is the animal do sleep, eat, conjugate,

Experiences the same fear, animal instinct,

Differ the thoughts believe trust and faith,

Senses very clearly the master's presence,

Flowery petals, loving surrender scented,

Oblate the honey, rich heart devout,

Wear your color indebted for aromas,

Brightness  inherits at morn to glorify,

Fulfills life through attainment fallen,

Know very well, Lord, the seed in me,

Some day another life heart storehouse,

 The creator's charisma is  cherished collect,

Sprout flowering buds like mango,

Ignorant mind aware of acute scent,

The revelation of attainment ripens in summer,

Mango fruit succulent sweet, I smile,

May once again my thought is same,

This mind, unruly, bee visualizes.

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Attainment

Themes: Mind is a honey bee

Date: 14th December 2022, Cuttack

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JUNCTION

 

JUNCTION

 

Far from the west meets the eastern line,

Railways that connect people well,

East meets west amalgamates culture,

Lifestyle, eating habits, and cuisines differ,

The people host of language linking,

Migrates youth old like vice and versa,

Livelihood paramount adopts places,

Often pay revisits home reunites kin,

Students move for education distantly,

To and fro, life begins till the end in service,

The junction worth watching is large,

Dozens of platforms linked by over-bridge,

The staircases link to the flyover platforms,

Busy sight people are running with luggage,

The maze complex every hour arrives train,

The departure platform number announces,

People are perplexed, confused, wrong,

Catch the flyover, desperately move soon,

Language less understood mobile help,

The best sight is a red dress, understand,

Guides travelers to the right places in time,

Carries the luggage on head easily balanced,

Take more luggage on back speed past,

A train arrives, enters to coaches handle bags,

Shows unknown travelers a path to exit,

Dawn to dusk and reversed duty endless,

Bone tired quits silently to home a tin shed,

One room place sleep, cook and rest,

Happy is the person, meet unknowns always,

Accompanies them, delivers goods,

Get his dues for gets soon faces look another,

The oval brass badge with the number tied,

Tied to left arm certified for authority,

Meager income but exceptional service,

Weary traveler hasty finds solace meets train,

Get down in time, catch a rented car, bus,

The help of this person calms a tense mind,

The junction, crowded day and night,

In the wee hours, announce the arrival, slept life,

Wakes up sleepy passengers, helps to board,

Nobody thanks such a helping hand to pay a few,

Ah, the narration of a coolie, his world nit,

Confined to the railway stations bound,

Help plying trolleys from goods carriage,

The postal bags and parcels faithfully get paid,

The parting of dear ones, tearful emotions,

Awestruck  children at the engine, if a monster,

The hissing sound thrills terrified a little,

Wide-eyes life, a bud, watch the traffic,

Less can estimate the periphery of a dream,

Starting endpoints of a big world exist subtle,

Years and years, generations crawl here mystic,

The person in the red shirt knows commuter,

The man, polite, sober, and gentle, is missing today,

His world is over departed, but I notice,

A youth with red color dress first time,

Joins this world of junction today promptly,

I sat on a bench, a lonely platform knew well,

Acquainted for my life, loved this junction,

Like a ghost, at late night leaving my home,

A final look at the station to live with son, travel.

 

 Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Junction

Theme: highlight the railway porter,

Date: 12th December 2022, Cuttack

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INTRUSIVE

 

INTRUSIVE

 

A mute witness observed very closely,

Found solace in your presence a lot,

Instrumental, your encouragement.

I could rebuild my life from downfall,

Frustration shadowy covered mind,

Depressed  felt very lonely befriends,

Wanted to trust someone reliable too,

Betrayed by own blood and kin, sadly,

Opening my heart loved at first sight,

I know you have different aspirations,

Uniting in life inconceivable understood,

Your ambition a mission in life differed,

We parted, promised to be close friends,

Later part of life, I found great solace,

In testing times, troubled and clueless.

You listened to owes hours late at night,

Your crisp pointed solutions inspired,

Invaluable gains strength to face dawns,

Never I became intrusive to your life,

You were as if a mirror watching me,

Where are your images virtual,

 It answers me, always when I inquiry,

Knows to telephone only to talk,

Never asked you to see each other,

Discuss our lives, exchanging facts,

That was a promise you left the country,

The story is unique in both trust,

It was after midnight you called me,

That was the call from you surprised,

You are coming home with the child to meet,

Requested to be the caretaker if not adopted,

Continued not to ask further waited,

Know we trust, for a long, I assured you,

You met me later, handed over her,

Shining eyes probing me, willing to stay,

The dot between eyebrows and bangles,

Missing noticeable, your black hairs,

She didn't answer and fled silently abruptly,

Blocked her in front, curious and concerned,

Angry rudely, I retort, neither you nor her,

Stay with me, do not allow you both,

Pulled her with the girl to my home,

Sat near to her and told her, never tonight ask,

Have dinner, sleep well both,

Tomorrow we shall decide on future actions,

One question, you are not married yet,

I confirmed, single and unmarried.

Why I retort, you are intrusive,

Obeyed me, had dinner, both slept,

The next day, I took them, adopted the girl,

Declared to court as her father signed,

Pale was my friend's face, hold,

She signed as her mother, born abroad,

Her journey abroad for a higher degree,

Her daughter is the result of the relationship,

The co-student got married and fled,

Orphaned my deed, never forgiven,

The next day we both got court marriage,

Manicured her forehead with vermilion,

Gold bangles inserted into slim hands,

She was crying, sobbing silently.

 

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Intrusive( Fiction)

Theme: Parallels meet at the horizon

Date: 12th December 2022, Cuttack

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