my long solitary walks!!!

On this barren path

I am walking with vexed question.

No lights within…

They made their home an animal hides

The whole house echoing

The streets are echoing with the cries and screams

But I carry on with my long solitary walks…

With the blood of thousands

On their hands,

Behold them with fettering arms of violence…

Behold! Those babes in the wood

The sun is about to set, but I carry on with my long

solitary walks with slow steps and downcast eyes.

While walking upon the clotted blood

I met a poor woman screaming

For she has no abode, all her children are killed

violently, alas! The bloodbath ….

She begs for death

Alas, my tears,

I so poor, what can I give you in return?

Have I the supreme power?

After so very long I found all floating

on the tears and blood

the human beings, the trees, the animals,

my nature…

So I am striving

To know where I can find her

The golden bird!!!

Through days and nights, joy and sorrow

I have been walking incessantly,

Leaving these bloodbath behind

Searching the woods full of weal and love and

Carry on with my long solitary walks with my vexed question…………….

Rajdeep bhattacharya

vex que - a difficult problem difficult to deal with

they - terrorist

whole house- peoples and their body

With the blood of thousands

On their hands,———————————the terrorist who killed many peoples

Those babes in the wood——- innocent people who are easily tricked or harmed

poor woman————–mother india

golden bird ————-erst while india

silense is golden

The oak tree

In the man-made garden

Standing with its wide trunk

It has many holes and wounds

It welcomes all to its humble and lively abode

The smells from the empty body

made our mouths water

The universal giver teaches

us many virtues without uttering

a single word

Since zillions of years

It came across different kinds

of homo-sapiens

Somebody waters it

Sometimes it is fenced with barbed wire

with one and only motive in the nasty mind

Since hundreds of millions of years

It is here to teach us

“The silence”

When silence reigns in your mind

You will hear the footsteps of god

It helps you to be with your own self

and explore the depth inside

It leads you to the fathoms deep

‘Tis the time when dark outer world dares not touch you

When you will be the master of silence

You find the deep and vast ocean inside

And that golden path will lead you

to the great oak tree…

rajdeep bhattacharya

O woman, o primal spring of life!!!

O woman, o primal spring of life

You are having the one in your heart

The life’s supremo

The angels the stars on the earth

In your time you play many parts

The wife with halting steps and downcast eyes

Wrapped herself with shy an ornament, how nice

The sister

The mother in the absence of our mother

The daughter

With her girlish body dear to her parents, a caregiver

A self blown flower

The mother, true blossom

Nectar in her heart an oceanarium

O woman o primal spring of life

An inborn manager Gods favorite student

In gods abode you are done with the study of management

The symbol of resistance

Very easily you resist all without a single ah!

Crying inside

Having a silent smile outside

A durga , laxmi, saraswati you play all

You are the creator and the destroyer as well

The source behind life how great of you

We are what without you

O woman o primal spring of life

You are having the one in your heart!

Rajdeep bhattacharya

say my name!!!

I am just parroting the words,

I am yours, really yours;

In your heart, in the mid brows,

In the heart of impure and pure;

I am sitting in the center of the heart,

You have no cause to fear;

Fear not! Recite my name let's start,

It is I who destroy all dangers my dear;

Feel me in the sushumna,

Streaming through the spinal cord;

Just recite and you would be able to move the sun and the moon,

I protect those who take my shelter with divine words;

As you stand or sit, eat or go to bed, in weal or woe, say my name,

With or without respect, awake or asleep, say my name:

rajdeep bhattacharya(28 nov 08)

this poem is dedicated to my ista devi and gurudev

and he always force me to recite and say the very name of divine

Who said woe is me??

who said woe is me?

I am happy, I celebrate myself
For I can live without your help
What I have is now with you
Nothingness I am, having no hue
I have nothing to lose
And nothing to choose
three members
Trying to live in the dark stinky chamber
I am happy and sing myself
‘cause I am dwelling without your help
Lumps of dead flesh, fear, and my woes
How loyal, and completely different from their foes
They are the real ally I do have
Incessantly trying to change the “naive”
Grief and I have become good friends
He has me in the palm of his hand
He will never leave me alone
Different from weal and the very stone
Happy I am, yes I am free
Who said, woe is me!!!

Rajdeep Bhattacharya(3rd april 09)

KNOTS!!!

Somebody with their flicking

tongue

And a sharp razor teeth

With all humbug

Somebody sans it

Showering an elixir…..

And gradually

I am drinking it

With all paradox and grit

Ah! Precious nectar

Having a white

Towel

On my shoulder left and right

Tied a knot

When they collide

The words good and the bad….

I am god for them

And also cause for an absolute mayhem

But I am having a grin

On my false face, O god!

And keep growing

with my knots

And my somnolent walks

For I know

When I would open my eyes

I will have my left knots

More than the right

The good more than the bad

So incessantly I am walking

and singing the hymn of thee

Enjoying

the freedom, for I am carefree….

Rajdeep Bhattacharya(23 jan 09)

Deadliest Scream!!!!!

On the lap of nature

with myself

and

My best friend

We were

walking on the shore

Enjoying the serenity around

The pure aura

Chilly weather

With every steps,

the pure

Prana entered in my abode

And I conceived myself

as the best

I was not in me

I was taken aback

hearing a voice then

The dense medium helped

it to do so for me..

The river

Yes river was trying to say

Something….

The herbs and shrubs were growing

Yes my drowsy eyes seen

it growing towards me

I felt the shower of daisy

And dahlia

The pure scent of it

took me up above

Nature was trying to hug me

I felt the great hospitality of ants

Grasshopper brought the fresh

scent of flowers for me

But behind it

They were trying to say

One thing

Save us O gentleman!

For you would not feel the same

After a little while

And the noise

the sound of axe,

thud, thud, thud….

kept me

awake

from my deep sleep

Rise O! dreamer rise from your

Dream……

The last word from my friend

Ah! The deadliest scream!!!

Rajdeep Bhattacharya(23 jan 09)
glossary:

Dahlia: Elegance and Dignity.

Daisy: Beauty, Innocence,Loyal love, Purity.

grant me a samadhi!!!

In the divine hours of wee
I am with you
I dance I dance, all my pores reverberating
the name of you,
the hymn, the echo has engulfed
the very abode of mine.

In front of my eyes a gigantic figure
standing upon the earth
The big eyes, the crown, the sword
Spreading lights hither and thither,
Yours is the cosmos and everything that’s in it,
The sun and the moon magnifies
the effect of your holy presence….

Starting with siuli and hibiscus
to awaken the thousand myriad lotus,
Offering anjali, leave aside all my desires,
Trying to forget the bricks and mortars of my abode
Touching the divine feet, wash it with the ocean of tears…
Don’t go away the whole house echoing.
Screaming and crying…….

With every atoms of prana, you enter in my abode
Enlightening the mid brow, solar plexus and the center….
I dance I dance with cosmos and everything that’s in it
The whole house echoing the very name
Mother o mother…
The diffusion of the positive waves of conch
The aromatic incense, in the brahmamuhurta
How pure and holy house of yours
Don’t go away mother o mother!
Grant me a Samadhi not life
For I have seen you! mother
When I closed my eyes!!!

Rajdeep bhattacharya(22 dec 08)
Siuli- flower

Happy Deepawali(an irony)

A tear rolls down

their faces, they are unable to breathe;

Not having wheels, they couldn’t get outside the town,

Ridiculous…Unable to hear their moaning before death;

Unable to speak,

The symbol of resistance, oh! Gods’ finest creation;

Their business is only to give,

And you sow the seed of your own destruction;

Alas! Just for the sake of fleeting moment of happiness,

You are buying your own death;

Leave aside your flower and incense,

Nothing has been left for your last wreath;

This little happiness is able to bring sea of sorrow,

Save them Oh! Son of god, if you want lively morrow:

rajdeep bhattacharya(28 oct 08)

“writting for my nature trees plants animals

so dont buy crackers, bombs, please save our mother earth”

omnipresence!!!

You are mine

I found you in my soul and in my mind

You are in my heart

I found you in my corpuscles my lord

In the wind and in autumn

I found you in every atom

Your light stops not for hindu or moslem

You are in the peace and also in mayhem

You have no end and no limit

You are in nadir and in zenith

I found you in the earths’ core

You are in desert and in the sea shore

In the enemy or in the monk

You are in the positive waves of conch

In the song and in intonation

You are in every petal and stamen

In the hills and in dales

From ant to the whales

In the sky and in the lap of the earth

I found you in temple or in the Kirk

Every atom sings

The koel starts playing its string

The peacock unfurls the wing

and everybody sing hare Krishna hare Krishna hare Krishna!!!

regards

rajdeep bhattacharya(11 nov 08)

The prince of darkness!!!

O human being with the wild mask

Lust, anger, greed, and sloth,

are your dresses

Allah, your enemy

With glittering CAP on the head

That never rules your hollow heart

From mother’s womb to the pyre

You are dragging that rotten carrion

That has no fire

Your torso is the shrine of violence

The head your greatest partner in crime

Your hands having the smell of

pure blood

You found more joy in other’s sorrow,

You love,

The dawn starts with cries and screams

The concoction of sun beam and blood

on the moor

Warm water streaming through

the fresh flesh

Spreading the disastrous waves in the air

Your plans are a recipe for disaster.

for you,

demon is mind, and demon is infinite

hence all is dirty mind,

Your flushed enamel stinks

And utters only omen of death

In the long dark night

You are the prince

The prince of darkness!!!

Rajdeep Bhattacharya(10 dec 08)

CAP– child adult parent ego

Take those fettering arms away!!!

Who am I?

The minuscule in front of you

My work

Alas!

Yet I am trying to know

My mind

A termite colony

The wild south wind

I am a slave

Floating and streaming

Take those fettering arms away

Maya

Eating the fruit bearing trees

My mind gets enveloped

Chasing me whenever trying to escape

How eerie

Escapes from the clutches of mine

When I am standing behind

I am a slave

Yes a slave

Take those fettering arms away!!!

rajdeep(12 jan 09)

parijata!!!

Under the scorching sun
Drenched with sweat
And with blistered skin
A petty soul
Dragging the rotten corpse
Hither and thither
Needed some dwelling place to save it
From worldly pleasures
Unable to carry its weight,
Trying…but failed
Ah! Petty soul!
And his kismet
Lost in the labyrinth,
with wild elephant,
found himself beneath a parijata
with tears on his eyes,
suddenly
he felt the showers of divine blossoms
piquantly rich.
and he found himself beyond all laziness
Beyond all worldly pains
And affections,
free from bondage
Free from “me and mine”
Completely lost in the streams of nectar
Hast thou sat beneath parijata?

Rajdeep bhattacharya(1rst april 09)
Parijata –a tree, guru
Wild elephant- mind