Ad infinitum

Ad infinitum

I am ‘the love’

in this land of diversities

and I bring harmonious beauties.

I am ‘the feel’

in this horizon of beauties

and I sing songs in bounties.

I am ‘the strength’

in this universe of bounties

and I expand the boundaries.

I am ‘the poet’

in the social boundaries

and I pen thoughtful quandaries.

I am ‘the life’

in this world of quandaries

and I ensure cyclic journeys.

I am ‘the human’

in this cosmos of journeys

and I glitter with fancies.

I am ‘the God’

in meditative spiritual fancies

and I bring unity in diversities.

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A)  Poetic expressions :- my first book  ISBN 818903619X

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B)  Poetic paintings :-  my second book ISBN 8182060125

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C)  Spandan@kichhu kabita ..poetry book in Bengali language

My third book ISBN 8187891939 NO ON LINE PRESENCE

D) Beyond end … short stories my fourth book ISBN 9788187891413 NO ON LINE PRESENCE

Narasimha (villanelle)

Narasimha (villanelle)

Social piranha bites and excesses are bursting

As humanity sheds painful agonizing tear

It’s time for “Narasimha” to come for the killing.

With countless gloomy actions in torturous bashing

And writhing commoners in psychological fear

Social piranha bites and excesses are bursting.

Atrocities and malice howl with sadist grinning

And richly few are in control with passionate leer

It’s time for “Narasimha” to come for the killing.

With religious aggressions in the alarming

And terror strikes of fanatics in adventure gear

Social piranha bites and excesses are bursting.

Living hood gaps and all the vices are galloping

And this world is being governed by parasite peer

It’s time for “Narasimha” to come for the killing.

As natural balance and virtues are reducing

And all spiritual positives are mocked with jeer

Social piranha bites and excesses are bursting

It’s time for “Narasimha” to come for the killing.

…

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Poetic tapestry (sonnet)

Poetic tapestry (sonnet)

The complex tapestries of life cycle

With all complications and variance

Remind us weaver birds’ nesting brilliance

To integrate tunneled pathways ample.

Our living hood in this globular world

With large corridors of feelings many

Need stitching methods of these birds tiny

For cohesion of our emotions gnarled.

The sparrows collect the leafy remains

Be it from green terrains or dry patches

And construct common shelters from scratches

Unlike our selfish acts for richly gains.

Let us learn from their poetic weavings

And create a new herald of meanings.

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Happiness

Happiness

While swinging in my mother’s tummy
I searched for happiness
And came to this earth
But I had my first cry with happiness.

Life progressed with time span
And learnt to be happy and joyous
With successes and achievements
But tears were there too drenching my soul.

Now in old age I meditate
To know myself and meaning of happiness
And found out with time
Pure happiness is there only in mother’s womb.

While seating in the rocking chair
I try to swing for bliss and happiness
And the new mother calls me
“Come dear come”.


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My Blog

Eternity

Eternity

Is that she?

With her curly hair

as broken waves on seashore

and deer eyes in mesmerizing smile

she looks heavenly and poetic.

I feel her shadowed presence

by whispering love touch

and she lures me with time.

We plough velvety

as lovers and time ceases.

Sparks make fire

and we learnt that our emotions make Life.

We seem to be celestial beings now.

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The disguise

The disguise

Shadows lengthen with cawing time

but suddenly step back

as darkness descends

Bats fly in tattooed civilization

with flickering light and shadow

Torn clothing loiters here and there

as whispering shame chokes

Dawn comes in

and innocence gets dressed up

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@ Manoj Krishna Sanyal

I cried that day…

Two months back I danced with HER fearless

Matching with some short steps and brisk pace

Wishing much love and smile

For this old man senile

But SHE said “Grandpa, you are WORTHLESS”.

Heard that word many times while working

Though got love during work practicing

Bosses said so at times

Due to goal pressure prime

---- thought *worthless*is past in retiring.

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My Grandfather

I am uploading an image of Krishna Jiban Sanyal, my grandfather, who in his young age was a  revolutionary  and faced trial in Alipore Bomb case alongwith Sri Aurobindo.

This photo PORTRAIT was there  in our house at Malda in the rooms of my  late grandmother as well as   my late father.


                                               PHOTO OF KRISHNA JIBAN SANYAL

One Bengali Language Poem From My Book SPANDAN @ KICHHU KABITA

Who am I?

Who am I?

As I gaze the stars
beneath a moonlit sky,
colors dance and whirl
and life mirrors echo.

Am I alone
in carousel wheels of time?

Am I an illusion?

Who am I?

As sunny rays in cuddly embrace
verse couplets for journey eternal
I blend for dreamy poetics with time.

With echoed pasts
and mimicked future
I’m never alone.

I dance like a robot
and acrobatically
spin in earthy life.

With shackles in my brain
as slave of self
and society jungle,
my freedom is just fantasy.

My wings are broken
and I’m in tears.
Can I fly again?
Help me, my soul.

Infinity is calling….

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A POEM IN BENGALI LANGUAGE ... copyright @ Manoj Krishna Sanyal

                                              copyright @ Manoj Krishna Sanyal

OM!

Omnipresent eldest

With elephantine countenance

And womb born from mystic illusion

You are the symbol of spiritual clairvoyance.

With wisdom and ‘Om’,

The echo of cosmic impetus

And holding a discus and conch shell

You rule with club and lotus.

You bless all with benevolence

As the supreme reality

Of human existence,

I worship you, God Ganapati.

You are the essence

Of devotion and infinity

And as maintainer of creation

You destroy our vanity.

You are the process

Of truth and intelligence

Churning all for success,

I bow to your corpulence.

You are the Lord

Of salvation and prudence

With bliss as Brahma,

You are my earthly presence.

You are non-dual essence

And the cyclic ‘chakraka’

Of material universe,

I submit to you, Vinayaka.

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MY 4TH BOOK ... Beyond end ... SHORT STORIES published on January 2011 -- ISBN 9788187891413

My 3rd poetry book of poems in Bengali Language --- SPANDAN @ KICHHU KABITA published on January,2010-- ISBN 8187891939

My second poetry book published in India on 29.01.08 ... ISBN: 81-8206-012-5

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My first poetry book published in INDIA on Nov'06 --- ISBN NO 818903619X