Thursday, November 1, 2018

PRANAB GHOSH



PRANAB GHOSH

A TRIBUTE TO THE LORD

No one wanted him

To climb up the tree.

No one expected him
To do so.

There were no beauties
To be observed from there!

Still He did.

Was he bored with the
Ground beneath his feet?

Or did He find it
SHAKING?

Still he did.

He spotted the arrow
COME.

He could see it in slow motion
ALMOST.
But He did not move.

He did not even try to
STOP it.

Then He was gone.
DEAD?






THE KISS OF DEATH

You roll your tongue
In poison
And you kiss

You roll your tongue
In a sugary syrup
And you kiss

You roll your tongue
In a buttery soup
And you kiss

Now you have a dead
Lover

Then you get a healthy
Son

Now what did you get?

Butter dripping from
TONGUE

Sugar dripping from
TONGUE

Poison dripping from
TONGUE

Your love; your death;
Your life?

Did you ever live?






CHILDREN OF THE EARTH

They lived here
ONCE
At the outskirts of the
Village
Near that mound of earth
Close to the forests.

They had always been
HUNGRY
They had always been
POOR
They had always lived
The life
Of an
OUTCAST

The inclusive policy of the State
Ended up excluding them from
LIFE!

They died after
Eating DEAD cows.

PRANAB GHOSH

PRANAB GHOSH is a journalist, poet, author and translator. He has three published books to his credit. Air and Age (co-author; published from Kolkata), Soul Searching and Other Poems (first solo book of poems, published from Toronto) and Bougainvillea And Other Stories, a book of short stories in English, translated from the Bengali original. His poems have been published and accepted in Tuck Magazine, Dissident Voice, Literature Studio Review, Scarlet Leaf Review, Leaves of Ink, Harbinger Asylum, Visual Verse, Spillwords, The Piker Press, The Weasel Press and Hans India among others. He is married and at present lives in Vijayawada.





3 comments :

  1. Suberb, spare, barebones, metaphysical...Three disparate yet simarly structured and death-themed works that elevate the written word to new, yet to be explored heights...

    Let there be more. Mr. Ghosh understands that sometimes, less is more.

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    1. Thanks a lot. I will try and live up to the expectations that a discerning reader like you has felt that my words have generated.

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