LIVING IN THE PRESENT

We know not,
What future has in store,
We only know but,
What we have done before.

Never to worry about,
What shall happen next,
Better to think of,
Only to perform best.

Let's live happily,
In the moment present,
Just relish and cherish,
The good times spent.


[Published in 'iBuzzle' on 11 February 2014]

DEW-DROPS

Dew-drops,
Adorn a morn,
Glitter like pearls,
Cling on to cobwebs,
Rest on petals and grass,
As if to herald the golden sun,
And shine with a bright sparkle.


[Published in 'HighOnPoems' on 21 January 2014]

WHY?

Days pass by
and I sometimes
wonder...
Why do we do
certain things?
Helping an old man
to cross the street
and helping a child
who has lost his way.
Perhaps, for the
love of mankind
and sympathy
towards one another,
that we go forward
to extend
a helping hand
even to a stranger.

 
[Published in 'Induswomanwriting.com' in January 2014 issue]

FOOTPRINTS

He left his footprints,
For us to trail,
His legacy unparalleled,
‘Mahapurush’ we hail.

Born at Bordowa,
Nurtured by his grandmother,
A child prodigy,
His pilgrimage thereafter.

Founded a new cult,
'Ek Saran Naam Dharma',
Preached doctrines of 'Vaishnavism',
Set up 'Namghar' and 'Satra'.

Composed devotional songs 'Borgeet',
Wrote 'Bhakti Ratnakar', 'Kirtan Ghosha',
Created one act plays 'Ankiya-Naat',
Innovated the dance form 'Satriya'.

An inspiration for all,
A great humanitarian he was,
Enriched Assamese culture and literature,
Lived for hundred and eighteen years.

He is Srimanta Sankardev,
An outstanding personality ever,
A versatile genius of creativity,
The saint, scholar, and reformer.


 
[Published in ‘iBuzzle’ on 3 January 2014]

A SLEEPLESS NIGHT

She kept awake
whole night long,
her eyelids
refused to bow
and a thought
whirled
round and round.
Seconds, minutes
and hours gone,
slumber stood
at the threshold,
the moon sailed
through the sky
reflecting light
all around
but her thought
recurred
round and round.
She felt miserable
and it seemed as if
huge black curtains
were forcefully
pulled before her,
blocking her vision
of radiant light,
leaving her
farthest behind,
leaving her
all alone,
all by herself.

 
[Published in 'Induswomanwriting.com' in November 2013 issue]