Sunday, December 1, 2024

SUJATA DASH

 


 

Pet Name

 

Cutting a name short

is a curious lexicon

as one mostly has two names

one for record purpose

one for the household

If I am not wrong!

 

the acronym, more than the abbreviation

sits pretty in our psyche

like a sweet tangy taste

becomes a more natural fit

as it is easy to remember

easy to utter

being ordinary and without ornamentation

helps tongue move in seamless transition

 

some have contemporary pet names

some have crisply modern

but whatever may be the case

the warmth it emits

titillates tangible sense of satisfaction

 

calling one by nickname

embodies closeness to a great measure

fraught with subtleties of  lingua franca

It epitomizes informal gesture

 

honestly if you ask me

regarding my preference

'pet name' ....I would certainly affirm and aver.

 

Remorse

 

I gather shards of hope

between shrugs and snorts

feelings rage inside me

as I lift sagging shoulders

 

i sink into silence for a while

to blink away tears of remorse

but they roll down with force

along the emaciated cheeks

like a rain fed wild stream

ready to unleash scourge

 

I have a debt of life

with a promise to live it with honesty

but I have hardly dispensed justice to it

during the course of journey

a gnawing sense grips

as I have failed to deliver goods in time

 

till dawn eavesdrops

from the fraying edges of darkness 

and I am catapulted into wakefulness

by life's soulful chirps and twitters

I shall be engulfed

In a sense of penitence for sure.

 

Unwavering Optimism

 

Sometimes between twilight and deep dark night

I summon my bundle of memories

to inhale the soothing phases of life

exuding warmth and positive vibe

 

Sometimes I try to tune into my original self

but fail and lapse back into silent reveries

slowly sink like a fateful ship

as subtleties distance and ostracize

I am yet again beseeched by frivolous deeds

 

Sometimes pitch-dark clouds

whisk away stars and the moon from life

I become less and less of myself

get shoved away from my space

like a nosediving defeated kite

 

Sometimes I do fall to rise

barrel my way through blinding blizzard

walk defiantly along scissors of time

unfollow bizarre happenings

to limp back to normalcy

 

Sometimes I put a deaf ear to ramblings

and the nauseating pauses those echoes within

by sheer grit and perseverance

deftly manage the mast and oar of existence

to bring more and more of me to fore

espouse gratefulness to life's one time offer.

 

SUJATA DASH

 

SUJATA DASH is a poet from Bhubaneswar, Odisha. She is a retired banker. She has four published poetry anthologies (More than Mere-a bunch of poems, Riot of hues, Eternal Rhythm and Humming Serenades -all by Authorspress, New Delhi) to her credit. She is a singer, avid lover of nature. She regularly contributes to anthologies worldwide.

 


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