Pranab Ghosh
The D-Day
The last car
The final whisper
The heavy heart
The light-hearted laughter
A coffee shop
Some men and women…
Known and unknown…
The heart heaving
Pulsating mind! Giving
Way to…
Unknown fear
Unknown agony
Unknown joy
Time yet to rescue
Me from the labyrinth
Of turmoil – worldly,
Holy and unholy.
The D-Day?
You may or may not ask!
2
Call of the Night!
The sun in the east
Is red, crimson
The birds have taken
To their wings, a free fly
Down the horizon.
A voice emerges.
A promise meant to
Be broken
A heart’s cry
A wish
A desire
The breeze is blowing
To the west
AND…
We are waiting for
The night to arrive!
3
Untimely Christmas
Christmas in August.
Jesus is born
An untimely birth
Four months in advance
Time takes wings
Memories fly by
A chariot arrives,
Slows down and
Then disappears
Jesus and unborn
Fetuses make merry
Mother Mary in company.
They cry and laugh.
Miracles happen only
In the dead of the night!
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పెద్దన్న
రచన శృంగవరపు
విజయ నాదెళ్ళ
ఎలనాగ
అఫ్సర్
సొలోమోన్ విజయ్
చందు తులసి
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