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Hospice

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English Poetry

 

What are you?

Asked my Istha

at the reunion of the dark and dawn;

With his command

and reiteration of the word,

“Wake-up”,

I blindly followed the trail;

With him

I as a child left my cosy compartment

and enjoyed the vibes of the ocean

of emptiness:

Breathed….

His idea coalesced

into one theory,

With gyana,

I came back to the

same old compartment:

Shined…..

Me

with the help of my corpse,

Spread the waves

of light all around,

And

Murmuring

the hymn given by my Istha,

All pains are mine,

Woes are all mine;

The more I help the mankind,

The more I shall shine:

Flying…..

©Rajdeep Arun Bhattacharya

14 Comments

  1. kusum says:

    Good thought of selfless service to humanity.
    Kusum

  2. rajdeep bhattcharya says:

    Thanks ma’am

  3. Mahendra says:

    Another nice poetry from your jotter.

  4. Kanchana Selvakumar says:

    The write takes us thru,as always.Commends for the noble thought at the end.

  5. purabi says:

    Great churning…
    on a higher note the poetry takes us to a sublime state, a layer that is often left unvisited.
    the poetry reflects the Cārvāka philosophy…loved it!
    certainly yes, the poet is taking us to a different zone.

  6. Rajdeep says:

    Thanks ma’am
    Very thanks

  7. Rajshree says:

    very creative n very nice poem.

  8. Rajdeep says:

    Thanks dear

  9. parminder says:

    Oh yes, the day we realize that our pain is ours alone, selfless love shall surface. Service then comes to fore. very well worded!Very noble thought indeed!

  10. Vishvnand says:

    Marvelous indeed in your unique style
    Muse for interpretation deep
    Bravo Rajdeep
    Liked immensely

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