We are one

Engrossed in the melody
of scintillating musical tune,
my inner soul rhythmic
is in tranquil harmony.

The notes of life,
being played by the strings
of events and happenings,
echo my passions and ecstasy.

Epic and lyrical tones
devoid of any uncertainties,
balanced with concern and trust,
peep as my companion.

You are the instrument,
my musical love,
and with your touch and care
my mood changes to completeness.

Let us play together
with accomplishment
as partners of togetherness;
we are one.

... Manoj Krishna Sanyal

Life is a madhouse( 55 words)

The other day, I visited an asylum.

There I met an elderly man in a cell.

He was mumbling about undressed beauty, loving hatred, dark brightness and vicious simplicity of life.

I pondered over his twisting talks and our lives’ race, cruel acts and fanatical wisdom.

True, life is a madhouse.

Mad I am too.



... M.K.Sanyal

Just enjoy

Haphazard brushing by an artist
or, color blots on canvas
give abstract images of wow.

A poet rants without meaning
and the reader does not understand
...A great poem it is.

Sun never rises or, sets
but the Earth does move;
we speak otherwise.

The pendulum swinging rhythmically,
clock hands moving,
it’s time and progress.

Rules or, unruly,
myth or truth,
all are apparent.

Life and time
as mixture of varieties
are illusive too, may be.

Let us forget
who swings what
and just enjoy.

... Manoj Krishna Sanyal