Saturday, July 25, 2020
http://theshillongtimes.com/2020/…/26/who-will-save-forests/
My #article published today in #theshillongtimes on #july26,2020 on#environmentalprotection
Monday, June 15, 2020
Thursday, June 4, 2020
My New Poem
Untitled...
Lustrous prophecies of ancient wisdom
Remain frozen over many unravelled mysteries
As dissuading fortified moments of longing,
Desires for their awakening ...
Defeating the deafening silence of betrayal,
Strokes of yellow rays emerge
Beyond the session of darkness;
Bearing the legacy of boisterous charm and ecstasy!
Entangled in complicated patterns of whirling sounds,
Echoing cool breeze from shaded forests
Swings across window fences,
As serenity settles over fallen fabrics and dry leaves...
Here grandness thrills into profound austerity!
Lustrous prophecies of ancient wisdom
Remain frozen over many unravelled mysteries
As dissuading fortified moments of longing,
Desires for their awakening ...
Defeating the deafening silence of betrayal,
Strokes of yellow rays emerge
Beyond the session of darkness;
Bearing the legacy of boisterous charm and ecstasy!
Entangled in complicated patterns of whirling sounds,
Echoing cool breeze from shaded forests
Swings across window fences,
As serenity settles over fallen fabrics and dry leaves...
Here grandness thrills into profound austerity!
RAJDEEP PATHAK
JUNE 4, 2020
Monday, June 1, 2020
Some Passing Thoughts: My New Poem... Hope in Motion...
Some Passing Thoughts: My New Poem... Hope in Motion...: Hope in motion… The silence had suddenly broken, as the thread ball Fell on the f...
Friday, May 29, 2020
My New Poem... Hope in Motion...
Hope in motion…
The silence had suddenly
broken, as the thread ball
Fell on the floor; the
swirling threads
Of hope lay scattered
engulfed in the
Web of life and death…!
The shades of colourful
display of
These spread draw faces of
ecstasy and grief;
Coloured fascinated souls,
yearning to break the circles…
Silent faces now mask the
veil of tranquility
And storm, as anger mounts
up; and yet
They mediate oozing silence
in motion!
Pricking the soul to rise,
jump and scream –
“I am alive”, the robe of façade clears
“I am alive”, the robe of façade clears
With each leap across boundaries
of hope and
Distance, which so long,
was drawn within…
Rolls lay scattered like
fallen flowers of
Fragrance, sprouting their
nectars
For those delicately
chosen drops.
Breaking the bondage of
poison, strength and tragedy;
Rituals of crimson, red
and yellow, melt in the
Sweat of blissful unity
and delicacies – emanating
Moments of hope and faith…
The colourful threads radiate!
Rajdeep Pathak
May 26, 2020
Saturday, May 23, 2020
The Coming
Someone there, knocked at the window, suddenly!
Someone there, knocked at the window, suddenly!
It
wasn’t so heavy, but definitely hard...
Someone
wanted to tell something, urgently!
With my nose squashed against the window glasses,
With my nose squashed against the window glasses,
I
looked for a soul, for now the leaves were restless
And the
branches made a whipping sound...
A storm was on its way; or will it be just a heavy shower
A storm was on its way; or will it be just a heavy shower
That settles
early winter dust? I’ll wait!
Just them the knock grew milder.
Just them the knock grew milder.
Greasing
against the glasses, I opened the door...
The lamp
by the bedside was still lit — now deeper,
Fading into
the daylight that breaks through the window plates!
Rising from the drunken dreary nights,
Rising from the drunken dreary nights,
The sun
beams across prisms like a shining armour
Spreading
its arms towards, the vast ocean, as life ripples...
Silently the water flows by;
As the morning breeze whispers
It’s delightful arrival...
Silently the water flows by;
As the morning breeze whispers
It’s delightful arrival...
RAJDEEP
PATHAK
MAY 22,
2020
Friday, May 22, 2020
My New Poem - Untitled...
Untitled…
Sweet soft rhythm of the night
Calls in tenderness —Remain awake;
For we have just risen to play around
And the stars and the moon are swinging
Calls in tenderness —Remain awake;
For we have just risen to play around
And the stars and the moon are swinging
in the silent beats and tiny sparkles!
Here’s an envelope of softness that caresses the slight heart beats—
Quiet! For these run faster beating the pause
That has shadowed around thy scarf of veils!
Lift, lift as you purge in the divine solitude of calmness...
Here’s an envelope of softness that caresses the slight heart beats—
Quiet! For these run faster beating the pause
That has shadowed around thy scarf of veils!
Lift, lift as you purge in the divine solitude of calmness...
Moments ...
Rajdeep Pathak
May 21, 2020
Masked
Silent as a grave, the city breathes in isolation.
An occasional car zooms past echoing sirens
In the quiet air; as curious dwellers open their
congested windows!
Dead in the city expands and warriors battle in the open,
Masking the crimson stretches to swell!
Shrouded in darkness, graves of saints and fakirs
Wait for their flock to assemble for remembrance.
In silence, prayers mount for mercy.
Amidst this crisis, some masks their brutal murderous
arms
Upon fragile souls, spewing blood and hate;
While others tear their façade in similar
Old unchanged, spacious streets!
No counsel masks their senses…
Exploding insensitivities and insolence…
No sermons guide their conscience…
Mounding vicious masks; layers accumulate.
Cloaked in blues and whites and browns
Masked warriors endure their deceit with danger –
Saving lives; sheltering assurances, reassuring faith.
Calm and poised, they promise hope!
Rajdeep
Pathak
April 29,
2020
Wednesday, April 8, 2020
My New Poem - Walking - in one Breath
Walking
– in one Breath
Silence;
and a set of eyes watching – scared curves…
Gazing
from one end to the other – waiting…
Listening
to some echoing voice through a distant amplifier!
As
their shadows beam through long distances in pure rhythm
Shaping
profiles of varied structures – they walk!
The
young, old and infant wait amidst pandemonium;
Calmness
and worry beaming through their face, as their burdened
Torsos
with kids and possessions crisscross high rises which they had once built.
From
creating space for others to touching highways
The
migrants walk their way with hope and despair;
Resting,
pacing and stretching along stone pillars which sustain their tired souls.
Flashes
of despair stare the empty pillars as
Thousands
tread the unknown to distant lands,
Stuck
– jammed into the shimmering sun
Baffling
across passing vehicles, for a ride to their home…
None
to guide these men, women and children;
They
move in one breath – whilst the fear of
Death
lingers on.
Desperate
clouds now fly without barriers
Whispering
the rains aside, as the sun deepens into the horizon.
Fatigued
souls march on; hunger and thirst create a
Of
the pain of eviction and helpless tales of anguish and dejection!
Relentlessly
their journey continues...
Rajdeep Pathak
April 8, 2020
(My
new poem on migration during the contagion COVID -19)
Monday, April 6, 2020
Some Passing Thoughts: My New Poem "THE HALT"
Some Passing Thoughts: My New Poem "THE HALT": THE HALT The uncertainty of climate change... The fear of the looming pandemics... The moral and cultural decay, washed Forcefully ...
My New Poem "THE HALT"
THE HALT
The uncertainty of climate change...
The fear of the looming pandemics...
The moral and cultural decay, washed
The uncertainty of climate change...
The fear of the looming pandemics...
The moral and cultural decay, washed
Forcefully
by ruthless torrents and distressing wails –
The
fire within and in the forests sparkle with
Ashes of plants, trees and animals;
Ashes of plants, trees and animals;
Blistered
souls and mourning heavens…
For, the
world doesn’t know when things will hold?
Lost poise and faith deepens
Lost poise and faith deepens
Swelling
across the escalating evolution
Of disastrous
inventions by men;
And emerging diseases shrinks a fearful humanity
And emerging diseases shrinks a fearful humanity
Retreating
movements – calling for self-purification!
Timescales set to tune ‘nature’ has boomeranged —
Infecting individuals, isolating economies,
As the strings of globalised world
Risks this expanding contribution of the divide...
Timescales set to tune ‘nature’ has boomeranged —
Infecting individuals, isolating economies,
As the strings of globalised world
Risks this expanding contribution of the divide...
Whilst a
sanctuary of refuge retreats into harbouring asylums!
Clustered amongst migrants and piling labour force
Countries carry the burden of decades of
Cheap trust, bestowed with blindness and concealed justice.
The giant magnet entangles.
Breaking the isolation, the foot soldiers await survival...
And the world compensates the decay of progression!
It is time to halt.
Breaking the isolation, the foot soldiers await survival...
And the world compensates the decay of progression!
It is time to halt.
Rajdeep Pathak
April
06, 2020
Thursday, April 2, 2020
My New Poem - The Enchantment Trap
The Enchantment Trap
I am trying
to teach a language
Whose future
undermines our embellished past;
Where
semblance of sanity is a façade
Exposing our
attitude towards humanity…
In the
frontline of deserted streets
Lay in rows of
coffins and white spreads
Morphing into
chains of interconnectedness,
As world
blinks for relief!
Living into an
unceasing constrained mobility,
Fragmented lives
struggle in their resilience,
Scaling and
reinventing powers and forces,
As survival
strategies hang in strong winds.
Stumbling into
the narrow passage of crushing austerity,
Humanity
finds scarce land to bury the dead, whilst thousands
Mourn the
anarchy of a few – hopes dwindle.
Fragile souls
intrudes into the solitary reverie with
Crumbling images
of flowers dancing in the dusty breeze
Battling obstacles
of breathing oxygen and overflowing confusion!
Here freedom
and choice clings into a fashionable
Cohesion of
imbecilic legitimacy of materialism and greed;
Here
industries return to necessities, crying solidarity.
Here closed
landscapes and communities assemble their
Magical endurance of dodging the enchantment trap – once again.
RAJDEEP PATHAK
APRIL 2, 2020
“World beyond COVID 19”
Some Passing Thoughts: My New Poem - The Black Swan
Some Passing Thoughts: My New Poem - The Black Swan: The Black Swan Crisis on the horizon looms as the black swan flies Across from one distant land to another engulfing souls Figh...
My New Poem - The Black Swan
The Black Swan
Crisis
on the horizon looms as the black swan flies
Across
from one distant land to another engulfing souls
Fighting
for survival!
Travails
of people on the road struggling for safe passage
Through
long arduous walks, beating the blackened clouds
And
dark nights pierces the soul, as the impending flight awaits!
Distanced
yet nearer, bitten and smothered,
The
closure has dried up the sources,
As they
march for safety and bread...
Stranded
on highways, the masked diktat beacons them,
Whilst
their resilience smiles upon them!
Who
knows where life or death awaits them?
Who
knows where danger and safety mocks them?
Who
knows when the swan binds them?
Who
knows when panic and resentment grips them?
And
those that risk their lives day and night for others’ safety,
Bigotry
mocks them from their own breed –
Harassed
and tormented they await justice – security!
The
black swan watches all behaviour – curling up slowly yet firmly,
Gripping
impregnable men...
Careful
for the black swan flies high...
RAJDEEP PATHAK
MARCH 29, 2020
(A poem on Covid 19)
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