Six Poems
by Sandip Saha
Divinity (Acrostic)
Dedicating my whole heart and soul
I have come to know the eternal truth
vanity of any kind binds a man
immediately making him redundant in divinity
no matter even he may be an emperor
involved in great wars
taking place in the history of the world
yielding phenomenal change.
Designation of any kind
identifies a person
vastness of soul in him is forgotten
in the process,
nebulous state of the Self in him
is lost, engendering a form,
telling the world only about his limit,
yet to be free of bondage.
Do not be crazy about lucrative post
illegally holding it on and on.
Value of a man
is not to become powerful
negating all ethics
in performing duties
taking toll of the society
youths being the greatest victim.
Fearless (Acrostic: Freelance Writer)
Freedom being my goal of life,
removing all ignorance,
ever since I have my body,
effective steps taken by me to
light up my inner soul are
allowing myself to get rid of
narrow mindedness, timidity, slavery or
causes of bondage that
engulf my conscience.
Writing poetry is my passion;
realizing the need of independence
I have chosen a name to convey fearlessly
through my poems, all I feel,
encouraging my readers in the battle of life
recognizing their actual benefits.
Homeless
A home is essential for all.
Even birds are known for nests.
Some animals make den their home.
But human, though civilized, remains homeless.
I imagine the situation of Chicago
in winter when lakes become snow.
During summer, in some states in India,
drought compels farmers to commit suicide
In countries where poverty is grave
the government comes forward to help.
Cheap houses are made for them
even sanitation is provided totally free.
The gravity of problem is severe
all efforts are found inadequate,
be it developmental work or technology
human dies in every summer, rain and winter.
Our resources of land and money are limited
not increasing like population.
Over population is a great cause
of human right violation.
Naughty nature
Last midnight hailstorm
blew whistles through gap holes
I covered myself with a blanket
enjoyed music of turbulent nature.
Waking up in the morning I found
everything was in disarray all around
electric bulb became dim
unable to put on heater for tea.
Looking outside, it looked so gloomy
no sun only diffused light
my flower garden was smothered
flattening rose, sunflower, marigold.
I was swinging sitting on a rocky chair
my mind was mesmerized and atoned
with the slow motion of the nature
and the dripping sound of rain on sheds.
Birds were not busy like other days
no chirps were being heard
pigeons were sitting in pairs
drenched dogs were looking for shelter.
Fairy tale of body and mind
My mind has left the body
for never to return
it is floating with the soul
in the ocean of consciousness
the organs have become orphan
no takers for them
love has vanished for them
soon they will be burnt to ashes
no sign of them will exist
it came and will go
is not it totally unnecessary?
Mind has many baggage
brought from the body
no physical pain
but mental agony enormous
desires are the culprits
to cause hell of an anxiety
soul says ‘Live under my shed
forget everything else
those are nonexistent now
think for whom?
You too will die soon’.
Peaceful existence
I sat on the back of a Dolphin
Set on a voyage deep into the sea
Went through all nook and corner
In a venture of unlimited time.
What a wonderful world it was
In the kingdom of water
All inhabitants secured their places
Where anybody was welcomed.
I did not have to breath in air
Since it was my finer body
Which could go anywhere in a blink
Whatever was the distance.
All dwellers were so civilized
Nobody was polluting the surroundings
Glass sponges living for thousands of years
Did not face any threat as in human world.
There were regions where nobody went
From the land of the earth
Some aliens greeted me well
They were going out of water often.
The Dolphin was taking rest
Whenever it was tired
I was using that time
Interacting with others.
I found them so happy
No fear at all
No weapon did ever cut short
Their peaceful existence.
BIO: Sandip Saha (India) won two awards from India and one from USA, he was finalist in 'Origami Poems Project ‘Best of Kindness Contest’, 2020 and Lengthy Poem Contest of Defenestrationism.net April, 2022, both USA, published seven poetry collections,188 poems in 62 journals including The Sunlight Press, Twenty-two Twenty-eight, Door is a Jar, North Dakota Quarterly, Adelaide Literary Magazine, Shorts, Sheepshead Review, In Parentheses, Down in the Dirt, Juked, Origami, Better Than Starbucks Poetry Magazine, Havik, PCC Inscape Magazine, The Journal of Expressive Writing, Oddball in seven countries- India, USA, UK, Australia, Israel, Romania and Mauritius.