Alien
Not yet have
been nailed down her thoughts
alike the
crucifixion of Christ
Not yet has she
been harrassed
with Mahout's
metal hook
or pointed
prickings of Javlin
She shrugs off
all unconcerned bonds
alike the
cockroach clambered on body
the dominion of
her voice
only she owns
the monopoly on
body
only she
exercises
to even that
extent
which man should
not have yet won rights Over a long distant planet
not yet is sold
out her soul
alike piece of
land on moon
She would have a
recognition
beyond just a
feminine name
her character
existential consciousness
would not ask
for any recommendations
liberated is she
and her thoughts
She proclaims
herself an 'alfresco' entity
not yet has
arrived such an age
nor has been
traced yet that planet even after discoveries
We are awaiting
her
an independent
on a fresh new planet
an alien named
'Nirbhaya'.
My Life
My life is a
Brooke
Without any
straight
My life is a
book
Hiding many
words and secrets
My life is a
reservoir
Quenching thy
thirst
My life is a
mirror
Without hiding
any error, just
My life is a
mirage
Or say a Sea
without tide
My life is a
blend of fear and courage
Or something
like a string without kite
Indeed, a
heart without a sigh
Alas...Never overfly in the Sky
Foundation
History is not
biased
to any
individuals
It craves for
happenings
no oasis can
quench
the thirst of
History
History, the
sentry of time
gives sense to
mankind
even in the
present
the dreams of
History
get drifted to
the direction of
present wind
sometimes they
come true
sometimes they
are incomplete too
the repetition
of History
fills heart with
fear
the dense clouds
of worries
Predicted
unpredicted happenings
begin to rise up
in the mind-sky
The pages of
History
are never golden
Are
consequential too
the anecdotes of
the History?
The present has to suffer
the oblivion of
all the tools of
the historical
incidents
conquests and
defeats
humiliations and
misunderstandings
mistakes and
their root causes
but present does
not always introspect
the consequences
of past times
It is obviously
better
to live
undauntedly at present
in the awareness
of History
to build a foundation of
the futuristic scenario
To make a new
History
in the neutral
mode…
NEHA BHANDARKAR
NEHA BHANDARKAR is trilingual authour and translator. She is columnist in Marathi newspaper. Her 13 books in Marathi, Hindi and English have been published. She is recipient of many prestigious literary awards from India, like State Hindi Sahitya Akademi and bagged awards from foreign countries also. Her many poems and stories are being published in many anthologies, journals, E Zines and magazines in all over the world. Her many poetries, stories have been translated in several foreign languages i.e. French, Albanian, Phillipines, Nepali, Greece, English. As well as Indian languages like Odia, Asaamese, Telugu, Bengali, hindi, Brail etc. Her poems and short stories have broadcast on All India Radio, Akashwani, Hindi Radio, Chicago (U.S.A.), Radio France (FRANCE) etc.
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