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From
Jayeeta Ghosh
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When God leaves His stature,
Our ideal idolising demure,
And engages Himself in conjugation,
With pleasures of intoxication,
And alluring lust,
Born the snow capped mountains,
Covered beneath the vast endless,
Rivers and streams and Earth,
My love too borne.
With his universe of appeal
And galaxy of marijuana words,
Draped in His bewildered wildness,
Along the flesh and sweat,
The juice and lips meet,
The hormones defeat.
Me, being beheld in his coax,
Of illuminated coition,
He allows himself dripping inside me,
In exudation of being bender,
On my globes of tenderness,
And the pivot brimming nectar,
Starts the process of procreation.
In His Apollonian valour,
Raised a tremor in my remora,
Our fuming breath made love with us and air,
As we penetrated the eye-sights at each other,
Brewing the perspired pollen grains within me,
Takes birth an era of infidelity,
And a remolque of bond,
With soundless silence around,
We were left for decades,
As an instance of
Intrigue and intricate.
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From
Jayeeta Ghosh
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The room so dark, black and silent,
Seemed the night’s fighting with the empty
Rooms of thought, persistence and prevalence,
As the depth enmeshed sufferings and pains.
The palette of darkness, poised and poisoned;
I lit the candle with the friction of matchstick,
In a fraction of second, the moment on the fulcrum---
The room looked glorified, bright and better.
The sigh of relief relaxed on my breathes,
My heart counted each and every beat,
The coldness of the stress runs through my spine,
My eyes shone in light. I still fight. And I strive.
I heard the drums of death drooling,
And I shut my eyes to recover,
I sense the reconciliation of my soul and brain,
No urge, no wish, no heart or pain.
Salty droplets adore my eyes,
I want to cry, shout and scream...
I found the candle melting wax,
Light above, beneath is the dark,
I stared to see the melting truth...
Hot, liquefied watery flows,
Hardened by the life and flaws,
Colour or colourless contoured life,
My soul left me, just body was alive.
“‘I’ die... ‘I’ die...”, I prayed within me.
My mourning moan steals my faith,
I carry the blood and germ – ‘’Society’’
And I was left alone on the wheelchair of time,
Awaiting for a hand to travel helpless.
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From
Jayeeta Ghosh
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I never knew falling in love is sinful,
I never knew love can make life awful,
I never knew love has its constraints,
I never knew love can even become a burden,
I never check the month, I never see the time,
I never knew it too,
I am falling in love, doing the crime.
I never knew how would it strike me later
I never knew it, if it feels better.
I never knew life’s so complicated --
I never knew love is so blind-folded,
I never knew how it would be without you,
I never knew I am making it so difficult even for you,
I never knew if we will be ever accepted,
I never knew if we will be every moment rejected,
I never knew if we will be reprimanded
I never knew it would never be appreciated,
I never knew if it would ever be a confusion,
I never knew if it ever will have any conclusion...
I never knew they will suck my strength away,
I never knew I won’t get anything except to give away,
I never knew they will rip my life off from me,
I never knew they would rape my love in front of me,
I never knew the society is a sycophant-planet
I never knew they are the sybarites enchanted,
I never knew rainbow too can be colourless
I never knew the depth of such emptiness.
I never knew the hallowed truth of scabby germs,
I never knew I will be called by filthy terms,
I never knew I will be given a hurting heart,
A bruised mind and a souring soul,
I never knew I will fall inside a holing whole.
I just never knew I will die loving you,
I just knew and telling you, I can’t live life, without loving you.
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From
Jayeeta Ghosh
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Shadows of Memories : the strength of my silence, that speaks it all!
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