A park, an alley, a subway trainRichness, poverty and what wealth cannot measureClose your eyes and roll your eyeballs behind your foreheadInto the abyss of uncertaintyAs no one is good to no one.A frequent bench, a tree, some sparrowsKindness, rudeness and choosingly numbThe dark circles around your eyes kissThe confusion in your eyeballsAs no one …
Category Archives: Poetry
Good Dharma
The factory has reopened.Our boys,though outnumbered have kept the enemy at bay.After months of uncertain mealtimes, I’ve managed some wine and bread that came for relief.‘Make some hope’ I have reminded myself and others. They seemed to stare in a strange manner. The war is over but it could be a rumor. I don’t care …
Into the beyond
I hope that beyond our perceptions of measure, there is infinity. Empty yet content, dark yet bright, silent yet sweet.I intend to meet you there.
Love as light
All you have loved can never dieAll that you don’t, you will in timeDarkness needs light,darkness seeks lightMy mind affirms, Love is light.
Gait
If you should be fair under duressAnd have a mind of your ownamong many disagreeingIn placid and turbulent timesYou should stay undisturbedYour virtues,however smallUsed enough for transformationYour soul more valuable than measureYour mind, winning towards the brighter side of conscienceYour wealth,earned by effort and diffused with filtered intent and intelligenceWhen your silence is a voiceYour …
The Sky, It Sings
As the sky it sings, all nature it swingsThe Peepal, it swaysThe waters, they sayRush to the shoresRoar.The Sun rises upon the lush mountainsTo set into the ocean blueThe palm trees dance to the symphonyOf the sky when it changes hueBlack, crimson and blue.The stars, they glitterFall from the sky onto a child’s palmThe moon, …
Transient
Life was beautiful but what had come on him that he saw skeletons when he viewed human beings?Rust when gold?Death while in union with his lover? Life had seasons,he knew.This season was not taught in schools,not written in history and could not be shared with the second person. This was personal.This was suffering. Underneath the …
The Circus
The Circus comes to townLittle men dressed as clownsA lion in a cageTrapeze artists on the stageSwinging right, leftUp and downThe elephant’s underground. Veneer on their petty livesSugarcoated to surviveLaugh on them for you’ve paidThis world, do they narrate?The Circus hits the town As varied as our earthA parole to human birthWanting rhythm and rhymeThe …
Impetus
The end is farther than promisedLike the sky,visible but seeming to have no endKeep seeking,keep walkingAnd let the elusive nature of being complete,finding an end be a sharp edge on your soul.
Pinch of Salt
I’m special enough to call you ‘Son’In many I’m the blessed oneAs you’ve come to me, I will see you throughI’m your GuruI have an answer to every queryAll is one, my only theoryThere is no me and no youBelieve me, your GuruI have riches I don’t needI don’t need millions or celebrityIf you should …
Gaurav Chakrabarti 