SOUMYASHREE BHATTACHARYA

SOUMYASHREE BHATTACHARYA

Charnock's City...

Reflecting the canvas of a bygone era..

the ancient theatres, coffee houses,

the broad streets with the tram ways

and the magnificent, coetaneous malls..

decades have passed in thy glum and enthral..

O for the centenarian city!

On the dim lighted pavements and narrow labyrinths,

myriad suns shine each day..

thousand stars glitter every night...

In the timeless inscriptions on it's majestic walls,

all are courteously alcoved here,

from Mazzini to Karl Marx, paparazzi,

actors, mummers and the political idols...

The city of joy, the city of light..

the city of procession, the city of recession,

the city of theologies and heritage,

the city of festivals and strikes..

O for it's burning summers with the atypical fahrenheit!

When the morning sun glows

on the holy river, with its saffron hue..

the incensed breeze bears the melody of the morning raga

and the beautiful recitals of sitar and flute...

The ailing man in the city hospital

is awakened by the new-born’s first cry..

while the other breathes his last,

gazing vacantly at the endless skies...

Here Shakespeare resides timelessly

on the roads and avenues..

Tagore is melodiously manifested

at every traffic signal here and merged

with the myriad shades and hues...

Here fragrant blossoms of love, bloom in every heart..

regardless of caste, community, age and birth..

and in the tranquil waters of the holy river, taking a subtle dip,

every withered soul gets inundated, with the divine elixir...

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Amaranthine Vale...

Like a naive sophomore...

standing at the edge of the colossal ionic shore..

as I discern the ten million galaxies,

booming in effulgence on the dark, microcosmic canvas,

I miss you more and more...

O my love, my muse, my adore..

like you, poetry does not invade my mind anymore..

leaving deep scars behind, in my heart's deepest core..

you both had left me, years before..

I owe you, the forlorn hours of my sleepless nights..

I owe you, the shimmering pearl drops

in my bereaved eyes..

I owe you the glittering stars in my dark, endless skies..

I owe you, the mesmeric beauty of nature,

I saw through your eyes...

Will you come back before my tears dry...

will you come back before I bid goodbye..

then hand in hand, eye on eye, once again we'll fly

to our eternal utopia, our Amaranthine vale..

There, sitting under the starlit night sky,

we'll compose our magical verses on love..

intoxicated by the exotic floral essence,

of the cool, mystic, perennial spring gale...

Copyright @ Soumyashree 2019.The Torrent...

The Torrent...

When the hulking sky..

seeks catharsis of its accrued gloom..

filigrees of lightening stretch across it's dark canvas..

and a torrential downpour impregnates the earth's thirsty womb..

As the blazing lights flash behind the swaying branches

and adorn the darkness with the radiant beams..

Tempest roars with the deafening clutters of the mighty wind..

and blown are the pathways of shredded scarlet, purple and pink..

The sweet fragrance of those exotic flowers

intoxicate the swirling, murmuring breeze..

and then the cool torrential downpour like a maiden,

dances down in rhythm, sans a seize..

Thus erasing out nature's senile and accrued gloom..

setting all despair entombed..

it smears a freshly brewed cup of clement delight,

to replace the conglomerated doom..

So amazing is this jocund beauty of nature..

anointing the vision of your eyes..

and while sevoring it's enticing beauty,

the amassed emotions of your own heart..

melt down drastically, in a cathartic cry...

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SOUMYASHREE BHATTACHARYA

SOUMYASHREE BHATTACHARYA, residing in Kolkata, is a prolific, passionate writer, whose pen is dipped in the ink of life's most ardent emotions and aspects like love, nature, spirituality and society, with the flavour of lucidity yet skilful wizardry of words. She is an M.A in English Literature and B.Ed from the University of Calcutta and she has been teaching in  school since last 15 years. She enchants and enthralls her readers in a spontaneous way and reaches the core of their hearts through her amazing poetry.