BHASHA TATWOR KOTHA
- Champalal Sinha -
Source Book : Manipuri Sahitya Sangraha (Collection of Poems and Songs) Ekti projapoti ure gelo
Taar buker shubrota
Danai ronger phuljhuri
Ke aar tulona debe taar !
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
FLORAL FANTASY - Poem by DILS Debojyoti Sinha
FLORAL FANTASY
- DILS Debojyoti Sinha -
Published in PYNURSLA, Meghalaya, 3-12-94
- DILS Debojyoti Sinha -
Published in PYNURSLA, Meghalaya, 3-12-94
 | Rose, You are the symbol of divine beauty But, why are you not confident of yourself ; Of your graceful existence ? What prompted you to Tussle with a Tube- Rose And force it to call a ‘Tube’? Can a ‘Tube-Rose’ pose Any threat to a Rose Of its identity and grandeur ? Why is this concocted fear-psychosis ? Or in other words Are you a ‘China Rose’ in disguise Or a jumbled ‘Sore’! ***** |
LA BELLE - Poem by DILS Debojyoti Sinha
LA BELLE
- DILS Debojyoti Sinha -
All my hopes and wishes were paralysed; To suck sweet honey from Shakespeare’s hive, Or in Wordsworth’s Nature visualized. And in Keats’ billet doux wanted to dive. All went in vain; Her majesty’s shrewd talent And Manmon’s blind tenants; savage utmost, Crushing the Seat of Muse every moment; Deep agony shrouded me; all spirits lost. But, a day I found you - as if a myth; Ivory hue, big eyes, large hearts, tone pleasant, Expunged all my agony and brimmed with A sweet feeling - heavenly contentment. The living ray of hope ; Oh my La Belle, Love me and live long with your magic spell. ***** | |
DAVID AND JONATHON - Poem by DILS Debojyoti Sinha
DAVID AND JONATHON
- DILS Debojyoti Sinha -
(Published in The Scroll, the wall magazine of the
Department of English, Gauhati University in 1981)
Moving in vain and utter hopelessness Lost the way and losing myself a man Indulged in cheap pleasures; got no progress Found myself a layman with a leman. In such a scornful state I met you, Like a blooming flower ever smiling With a heap of knowledge and thoughts anew, To my great ecstasy and strange feeling. You showed me the way and where to be moved; I heared and followed with a heart benign, Though often I failed and unworthy proved You forgave me with your sympathy divine. Guide me for good in the life’s marathon A wise David to a wayward Jonathon. ***** | |
MON EK GABHIR ARANYO - Poem by Brojendra Kumar Sinha
Friday, February 11, 2011
INDIAN - Poem by DILS Debojyoti Sinha
INDIAN
- DILS Debojyoti Sinha -
(Published in N.E. SUN, March 26 - April 01, 1994)
When I die do not get me buried Burn me to ashes to make some tars. With great shock I see The rage, the anger, the frustration The sense of deprivation Spread on the highway like a zabra-cross “We are not Indians” What promoted them to say so? Oh! the guardians of the Nation Heal them or kill me! And whin I die oh! my friends Do not get me buried Burn me to ashes to make some tars. I’ll spread on your way to success I’ll inspire you a brave fight I’ll lick only the word ‘not’ To make you proudly proclaim “We are Indians” And when I die Do not get me buried... ***** | |
MOTHER - Poem by DILS Debojyoti Sinha
MOTHER
- DILS Debojyoti Sinha-
| You say your mother is ‘good’ Agreed and I resect, too. When I say my mother is ‘very good’ Why do you protest? Is ‘good’ a patent word For your mother only! Oh! my friend, By saying my mother’s very good I never mean your mother’s not good. Do you bear, oh! The children of the seven bills, Do you bear, oh! The children of the ‘Luit’, Do you bear, oh! The people of the nation, Do you bear, oh! The soul of my country? Do you get deaf when I cry, Do you get thrilled when I die! ***** | |
DARLING - Poem by DILS Debojyoti Sinha
DARLING
(Based on “THOIGO” of Madan Mohan Mukharjee in Bishnupriya Manipuri.
First published in SELPUNG, 1997)
- DILS Debojyoti Sinha-
| You are my heart You are my song, I have ruined my life only for you! For you, I am self-oblivious Though to others, a trash Yet people know that You are my great darling. I have ruined my life only for you! You are my hope, you are my faith, Even if this life gets withered No remorse! As I have already offerred This life to you. Let me turn to ashes Burning in the fire of misery I know I will be in heaven If I can die for you. Even if this life gets withered No remorse. As I have already offerred This life to you.
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