MY POEM

DANCE OF DEATH

The Stage
for Dance of DEATH
FUKUSIMA
like Cloud- Burst or Solar-flare
or beyond all human power of Expression
it came or, - burst upon
from the womb of Earth - like Black-hole or Hell
from mother Nature herself !
And like those early mistakes of man -
Hiroshima, Nagasiki or Charnobyl or
the game of Human Ego or mistakes!

This time it was Nature herself
giving final warning to mankind's Energy -thirst
or playing with Nuclear -fire , - Thermal Plants
scattered all over the Globe
some with crazy and novice-hands!

We never know and nobody can ever guess
how the disolution Game for the final game
has been planned
by Nature or the Supreme LORD !

MY POEM

TO HASAN ALI
{After current news of TAX EVASION in India &....}

So much of your wealth was so litte Hasan
how much would be -Enough, -now
[Can you tell me your final stand]
A Wheel - chair is now your greatest treasure
And ICU your escape door
and can you explain -how!

Only 2-meter length one's final need
Tolstoy told it long before
even with bilions of dollars , now hidden somewhere
you are suffering HELL

And Richard-the -third of Shakespeare's play
in his final flight
''My kingdom for my horse' - he cried and cried
wit his pathetic plight
{you had so many horses ! - now all trash!]

How much is enough in some one's life
Your 'darling Wheel chair' - or
An ICU -Escape in some NURSUNG HOME
to escape all the coming horror !
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SO , WHAT ! IF I SAY --------

So, what !even , if I said
I like you or even, if I love
what's that to you
It 's my soul that paints my heart
on Canvas of my Life
well, you may like it or may not like
that's your life - not mine.

On the flowing tide of river ,can see
dancing waves around
some far beyond on earthly lap
it mayr twists and make a turn
On either side of its extended ways
the sky and inspiring wind
plays with river- on flowing tide
that is the game of its kind.

The differing worlds have different tales
yet river flows its way
So ! what is that to you, if I say
I like , or even, if I love -- my way?

MY POEM

MAN - THE WORST of ALL ANIMALS !

Beasts or animal do kill of course
but as they were made with limited choice
to exist , grow or to breed
with no external tools.

Man , -the worst of biologic brutes
now poisoning Sky with chemical smoke
With nuclear threat they scoff off Divine
With lust and greed,-now burn *'Tri-Loke'

Ecologic Suicide now the addicting Game
or Global grand -Design of NAN
With Oil- spill ,destroy the aquatic life
With Quantum wealth the half world dance
- in demonic , mammon-ik joy
while - the other half starve !

The worst of ' Beasts' - this 'civillesd' MAN !
*[composed on July 7th, 2010 ]

LOVE: Is a Suprasensual vibration of ........

The Idea just floated down within my heart.
Love is ,perhaps, like a spring fragranc or some subtle wave transcending all fields of matter and even the perceptual Mind. Maybe we don't know or can't explain it
Scientifically it may be (or may not be) an etherial frequency with a wave-length finer than even Pnanck's-Unit !

But who knows or how can we measure this immutable!
For measurable life , Love has many levels physical/materia, mental,Psychic (Mind+soul) ,Soul level( Divine) and ...even Spinal(reflex-type )of earlier biology(I hate to use the word - 'lower).

Someone , 10 years back ,asked me to answer :
1.I love my parents 2.. I love my wife 3. i love children 4. I love my neighbour 5. I love my friend 6, I love a woman 7. I love my pets 8 . i love hunting 9. I love drinking 10 . i love gambling . And then she put the last one - 'I love you' and asked me- 'which one is Love and which ones are Passion or Sin ??...........
And I could not answer then and not even can not, - now !
.....Can you ?

FLOATING THOUGHTS.

This mornig 7am - IST / learnt my daughter's pet and ours too - Maxi- died . Neela my daughter is -now in Kolkata(Rajarhat) and was weeping and with my 80 yrs' load of age and experiences,I was not.Maxi was ten and had epileptic attacks . I am now too old for tears. Once ,in young life ,I used to weep or cry on every events that upset my soul....to day, I donot or... can not!
To me , now, Death is not being 'No more' but being larger [beyond death ], like river merging in Ocean. Yet i am not un willing to live some more, know , learn and experience....And I prefer Death to existing only even with physical suffering and without offring anything in return.
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Now half an hour beyond....Was getting abosrbed in Ali Akbar's SAROD....a little while bebore , was listening to Rabindra Sangeet (Tagore-Songs) and the Elvis .
When listening to 'Music' I don't remember or count if Tagore was a Brahmwa 9he was not a Hindu) or Elvis was a Christian or AliAkmar was a Muslim !. ...To me Humanism and Spirituality is the only RELIGION to allow within my SOUL.

God/Allah or Shiva did not create REligion .IT ( God is neither masculine or Feminine to me). God became the Csmos and Living manifestations fron amaeba unto man' ...And Man made religion wth socio-Ethnic and Vital bias.........
To me Max did not die but he just got a 'transferred promotion' ...while I am waiting for mine.

My poem of 1990 and Science Report on 16 july 2010

EPIC POEM

First Act

The park, as is here
The bench on the park
the other ws a rose plant
the rose blossomed there.

Second Act

The lovers were close
he clipped the rose sharp-nailed
pinned it on her hair
she leaned and embraced close .

Third Act

Then slow and after a time
the Rose withered on her hair
gifting itself to them
as the remaining silent -player.

Final ACT :

The posterity since that when
or the history of the World
did not record to tell
So ! who gave - and howmuch
On the Stage of Life and LOVE.!
(Trans-pi-rated from Original Bengali poem of 1990 on 1st March, 2011)
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Tuesday, March 01, 2011
My poetic feeling now recognised :

I wrote the poem (above), 02/09/ 1990 ,( Maha Kavya or Epic Poem ) that was published in a Book named 'Abaar Phirey Elaam'(2008) where I wanted to depict my feeling that plants and flowers have perceptions and feelings like humans.
Then, after 20 years , Australian Scientist claim :'Plants 'remember' and 'react' to info encrypted in light as well as transmit info about light intensity from leaf to leaf, a process similar to human nervous system.[T.O.I, Kolkata ; july 16, 2010]

I feel so happy now that my poetic feeling has now a recognition in Scientific world !
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