An Appeal of the innocent

Dr.Sudhansu Dash

I extend all my gathered appealing looks towards you

All that I have from my inception in the womb

I am but to live on your choice

Do not you feel my pulse for a moment?

You have spread all your sweet conspiracy around me

Your soft palms are full of thrones

That makes me bleed without a complain

Because I know not your cunning words

You have laid before me all my unbecomings

In a calculated manner

With your careful guidance

To justify your majestic presence

Because you are my father

My words do not reach your incapable ears

That dissolves in the silent space

Just once look at me!

Let me grow just like me

And try to understand

Why I want to grow just like me?

I can carry the burdens of your intelligency

But

But can you carry the burdens of my  innocency?

Help me grow just like me

 And try to understand

Why I want to grow just like me?

Kill me not, save me but

My loving guide.

The Facts Speaking for Themselves

Dr Sudhansu Dash

I stand on the background

Through ups and downs

Through winning and losing.

I had died a death in the waking hell

When you started to remember me.

My arms were waiting

Would have done through the torment

That you let slip away till the end day.

You were watching the dark shapes

In an excuse to disappear for ever.

Time moves on, wounds heal to the naked eyes

But the bearer terribly affected by life’s cruel blows.

Can a raw soul see it close to the skin

Rendering me with defenseless commitments?

Give me back all my trusts available in my tears 

Because I am Happy

Dr.Sudhansu Dash

Because I look happy

With all my gray smiles of an old eye

Smiling under the winter snow.

They think

They have done me no injury.

The sun shine may not cheer it

I cannot help itself in its decay in an altered form

To be a favorite worse truth.

This is neither a choice nor a courage.

The sharp nail scratches the map of my flesh

Leaving the scars needed to be read

The earth drinks the heart that I hide

The shame beneath the veil

The cross road where fate determines the path

You do not understand

All the reasons are lost for a life to live

The day you said me a good bye.

Well it is dead that I am

But keep up a pretence

Because all that I find

Are those who feel now

I have so much to give

I mostly reveal myself

Many times softened by gentleness as now

To cast a shadow over a cheerful newness.

A Message from the Heart

Dr.Sudhansu Dash

The irresistible softness of my bones

Coated with fleshy emotions

My veins flow the blood of love

That I am made of.

I am blind to my reasons

Never can ask a “why” to any question

Because I have no answer for it

I am never made to hurt

I am made to be hurt

That is my only excuse to live

My trust is total to turn the eternity into reality

To tolerate everything with a silent sympathy.

I can but penetrate the dry bones to feel it cry

To the eagle in the never ending sky

To the life of a worm in the black moist earth

To the granite walls of your denial

To tolerate you in the cruel light of the mad mirror.

I could have fought to your last breath

But you are surrounded

With the impenetrable cruel wounds of the rain bow

All the plastic faith around you

I waited at your door step with my watery voice

To enter into you

You could not feel my pulse

Left me hurt and wounded outside

With a redefined negligence

What more could do for you

A five letter word

Delicate and easily damaged?

Searching a Portion of Virgin Soil

Dr Sudhansu Dash

The unquiet impulses in me

Disturb conveniently my idea of committing another sin.

Altogether beyond all hopes of murdering my being

Of a hopeless tomorrow.

The broad field where all mankind can meet

Confined to a narrow path

Breathing the disgraceful air of the unborn days

Diverged from one another

Sometimes questions the soil I stand as a forlorn survivor

In the mercy of a hostile earth under my feet

I am compelled to redefine my position anew

And claim the humiliating mercy of a friend.

The human

Just a head on the shoulders

Brings himself a comfortable conclusion

Everything is best as the story shapes itself

Under a sunless fantasy.

All the antique dates have gone beyond the circle

To live in a peaceful grave of a virgin soil.

Once With A Mid-Day Woman

Dr Sudhansu Dash

A number of shadows

Moving with their deformities

Turning to her

And sinking into the earth

Leaving a barren and blasted spot

Send out into the world

To make out its hidden importance.

The blood may fairly be said

To have left a deep strain upon her

As old as the dry bones

The face she hardly knew to shame upon herself

The gray shadow murmurs to itself

With its sensuous sympathy.

She must be content to call it love

In a wild forest bordered settlement

Until a small portion of her body is close to the mortal frame

Mingling the earthly substance to the soil.

It hunts her with a sort of home feeling with the past

Not positively disgraceful

She calls the little child

After a moment’s silence.

Do you know my child

What this letter meant

That your mother is doomed to wear?

The singular expression she marks

In the black eyes of the innocent face.