BISWARUP SINHA ROY

BISWARUP SINHA ROY

REMINISCENCE

The sorted gowns

in my wardrobe

one after another

splattered with feminine fragrance

I try to feel the magnitude of different emotions

while caress them with my tender fingers

try to trace out the hidden love sobbing

whose embraced lock felt eternal tight

who stays far apart

Who...

Who is narcotic bed lover

who gets easily lost

who drowns in premature monsoon

who keeps kindling being fire

Who...

Biswarup Sinha Roy(C)14/09/2016

REMNANT

I stay touched

with the water letters

immense respite

of a pungent burnt heart

over a distressed bird's incessant crying

the night queen is bewildered in pain

terminal phase of the day

light and shade

lengthy beckoning

wiped off adorable faces voices

sheer amnesia

rooms are broken

the vase is lying corpse

by the blast of water

aimless animates inanimates

water and water around

blue in the core of the heart

only dolour dwells

Biswarup Sinha Roy(C)10/09/2016

EMANCIPATION

My eyes

lose their world

in your sobbing in silence

the mass of your gloom

coffined in your heart

exposed before my eyes

like an opened book

the gush of your exhaled breeze

browse each of the pages

one after another

each one is smeared with spilled ink

words are rubbed with utter ignorance

I wish I could round up

all your garish blues

and treasure in my jocund heart

I wish I could unleash your captive will

pin up a piece of sun to your face

Oh ! me with your sang froid soul

bang open this hell hole's door

rush under this sapphire roof

where me have built a wonder abode

that has walls of silver stone

filled with blithely air to breath

 (C)

BISWARUP SINHA ROY

09/09/2016