Wednesday, January 19, 2011

INDIA TO DAY

Was told ; darker the night bcomes,- brighter shine the stars
was told ; piercing the pale sky the blazing sun comes out
even more ,was told: beneath this worn -out historic land
once with lleonic strength , covering exapnsive 'Time'
was there this glorified land
after this consoiing speech , even today , searching for towering trees
I walk even now.

Was told - more the sun climbs the sky, mature becomes the day
turning and rubbing the pages, try to discover truth
confronting the deaf sky, the cynical TIME laughs loud
shouldering an impotent Century , - the 'presennt' tremble and crawl
Despair , now, is hoisted up , - high like a flag
after every desressing night , next day is trampled more !

Then where to search for a better and clean washed morn
with adorable spiriit otherwise, an assured blossoming time
opening up all manuscripts yet, find all 'professional lies'
beyond troubling nights , limps and groans another anaemic morn
The pregnant gasping night now toss and turn also weep in pain
the conspiring adverse theme declares an abortive outcome.

Then, let all take afresh oath, with outstretched deciding fist
then , let all finally make renewed promise once more
then, thrash all loads choking now, all suffocating breasts
and exchange bleeding life to restore those better days.
repsond smaart, to the weeping of helpless mother- voice
nomore prayer but bring back life with Caesarian skill, at last.
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[ Written in Bengali in 1960s ; translated to day to test its worrth , to day ]

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