Three Poems by Asok Das from India
1. In solitude
It is so necessary to get some
Solitude, at least some time in a day.
In our busiest days of urban life,
Where solitude is a rarity.
The memory is getting weak, often
I miss to recall the familiar names, there
Is no rest to my brainwork, though
It is so necessary to get some
Solitude.
And thus we are being flown
As if river current: If the tide
Were of relent, I could have made
A friendship, could talk upon.
The wind, the shadow and the rain
All pass in the current of time.
And ‘Time’s slave’
We, remain.
2. The Perception
The evening has passed.
Slowly the darkness covers
The surrounding;
And in midst
Of these She and I are standing face to face
On a boat, on a rustic stream:
Crossing the river together,
The ducks are returning home squabbling
After a swimming through the day;
The toads are croaking in the both of the
Banks. The moon is giving a smiling look
In the light & shadow of the sky.
We are enjoying the environment to the full.
There is no sound except from the Boat dynamo.
Beholding her I could not help but remember
The forgotten Book fair, twenty years ago
As if she had the same look, standing on the green grass
Of the Fair, and I had my own, the same.
Thus twenty years have passed
Twenty Durga Pujas and forty Eids
Have passed in the current of time:
Only this looking at each other remained
The same and sober.
3. At 3:30 am, Night
At 3:30 am, Night
I remained sleepless. Pouring a cup
Of tea from the thermos flax I began
To introspect. I valued
My life for a long time, and once discovered
Tears rolling from my eyes.
All reflections centered on a point and
Whispered “Lie, all blatant lie..”
This lifelong journey is only because
It is Nature’s law, nothing more,
Nothing less. And the inner mind whispered
“All lie, All blatant lie”
It is only true that I have to depart
And go to the single destination,
Where all have gone and all go-
It was 4-15 am, then, it was to
Daybreak soon. The sky would be
Lit now. I wished nobody knew
My introspection and went to sleep
Finally. It did whisper “All lie, blatant
Lie, itself.”
Only the departure is true,
To rest in peace.
Bio of the Poet:
ASOK DAS is a poet from India who was born in Saintiah. He did his Graduation from historical KRISHNANATH COLLEGE. He has published many books of poems and his interests lies in Arts, recitation and listening world poet Rabindranath Tagore’s songs.
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