Bare And Beautiful

Is bare beautiful ?

I asked myself, gazing almost hopelessly

At these naked branches..

All gone... yet stands.. waits

Auburn sky ablaze 

Like my tarnished soul ...

Last poetry as I write

Words dwindle 

Faith elopes

I become like that tree

Bare maybe

Yet beautiful !

~Manjuri~

Early Spring

All the gifts that love gave me

Bloomed as early spring flower

Come and see for yourself

How replenished appears my bower !

Your love blossomed within

It burst into crimson colour

How can I now dare to hide 

All your endowed shower !

Seasons come in, seasons go by

Untouched, my beloved flourishes

Uncared for, gardener unaware

In the soul's intimate closets !

~Manjuri~

Forbidden Path

Walking on a forbidden path,

To reach the end of cosmos

Where none dares to set a step

None but me, me alone !

I tread with tremendous blithe

A way paved only for me

A road seen, only my me..

A thoroughfare only I walk by!

Secret and dark, my route 

Veiled in exciting mystery

Beyond the fog and haze

Where this street ends...

There am sure, all are ablaze..

Light adorns the sphere all !

Beyond the eye's reach

Beneath the soul's shade

My path shall lead me

Where I should be !

My journey's end

My realm of profound joy

Shall be found thus

Once and for all..!

And I shall choose to settle

And live, in a milieu 

That is mine alone

Yes, let my forbidden path

Take me to my home ! 

~Manjuri~

Come

Come, spread your soul

On my soul

And your body

Onto mine

Wearing the blanket

Of night..

Let us ignite our hearts

Let the candles melt !

And Oh yes..

Let our spirits mingle

In the altar of silence !

~Manjuri~

Camouflage

For years now, in the streets of life

I kept on searching

Sometimes myself, sometimes you

I still found none.

Probable I have lost myself in you

And you are camouflaged in me

So, the identity has lost its address

And my search is still on.

~Manjuri~

बरसात

याद हैं तुम्हे, एक दिन जब 

अचानक बारिश आई थी 

हमारे बंध खिरकी के पीछे.... 

और मैं, तुम्हारे कंधे पे 

रख के सर, उसकी आवाज़ 

सुन रही थी

छमछम , रिमझिम 

कितनी सुरीली थी वह बरसात !

वह पानी के छपाक 

वह तुम्हारे हाथो में 

फसी मेरी हाथ 

उस दिन बरसात 

सिर्फ बहार नहीं 

मेरी अंदर भी हुई थी... 

प्रेम की बूंदाबांदी में 

कम्पित ह्रदय हमारी... 

तुम्हारा मेरा बिन बोले बोलना 

उस दिन आसमान पिघल के 

मेरी आँखों से बह गई  थी 

हाँ , उस भूले हुए तारीख 

महीना भी याद कहा ?

पर बारिश के साथ 

तुम और मैं 

कुछ देर के लिए जिए जरूर  थे !

~मंजरी ~

প্রেমিক তুমি ?

প্রেমিক তুমি ?

কিন্তু ঠিক তেমন করে 

ভালবাসতে শিখলে কই ?

বুকের পাঁজরে স্তব্ধ হওয়া 

হৃদপিণ্ডে , তুমি আবার 

স্পন্দন দিলে কই ?

আমার এই সিক্ত চোখে 

তোমার প্রতিবিম্ব 

তুমি আঁকলে কই ?

আমার রক্তের 

ওই লাল রংগে 

তোমার রং মিশল কই ?

শীতের হাওয়ায় 

কম্পিত দেহে 

তোমার পরশ লাগলো কই ?

আমার নেশার চোখে 

তোমার মুখখানি 

ভেসে আজ উঠলো কই ?

আমার এই না বলা কথার'

গভীর মানে , তাহার মর্ম'

তুমি বুঝলে কই  ?

প্রেমিক তুমি ?

কিন্তু ঠিক তেমন করে 

ভালবাসতে শিখলে কই ?

~মঞ্জরী~

Contrast

Uncountable desires

That flames the night

Trampled each morn

Broken pieces, gathered

Disposed, in an invisible bin..!

Night illuminated..

Somewhat alive..

Pulse tick, heart throb..

Morning comes to rob

All that the night dreams of...!

Night's eyes sparkle..

Like a glass full of wine..

Morning sun.. drab and dull..

Flashes only for a while..

On the wings of a soaring sea-gull !

As I stand alone, and see..

What the night has left in me...

Unsaid, unspoken thousand words..

Some of wishes, some of dreams..

Some speak only of love..

If told and heard in the dead of night..

Matters, to keep this soul alive..

That which morning washes in dismay..

Night will brighten it.. everyday... !

~Manjuri~

Night Again

Slowly, silently the evening disappears

Giving its way to the beautiful night...

A few hours that now shall be with me...

Away for all the illuminated plight !

That I shall become now, and that I was..

Will secretly take me away from all strife

And as I breathe, the frozen air, inhale 

Kindly granting myself a lease of life !

Dreams that shall knock on my closed eyes..

Coloured with the hues I long for..

Night, grants me a beautiful end..

That the day denies, gives me no more !

Come then night, come on in..

Quietly mix in my flowing vein..

Day has passed in inert somnolent..

Let the night be awake, and pass not in-vain !

~Manjuri~

Dis-claimer Note

I, as a poet need not publish a dis-claimer note with my poetry. Those of you are interested to know, who my poems talk about, know it once and for all that, I created a fictitious character, whom I love and dedicate my poems too. No one exists for real. My pain, my joy and my lover... none exists... they live in my poems only. I hope I have answered to all the people who carry a burden of question in their hearts.

Thanking You,

Yours Truly

~Manjuri~

An Echo

Echo of my soul... ?

I do not know... I cannot tell...

Or draw a picture of my heart...

But more I try to know myself..

More from me, I go apart...

Strange are the ways of life..

Stranger are the soul's story..

More I run away from everything..

More am gripped by my own memory..

Oh Love.. do not inflict me 

With so much of pain...

I shall go off for sure...

Never to return again..!

Then when an empty horizon

Shall beckon you..

Know that my pain has written..

A tale so very new..

All that I translate today...

And my silence breaks in words..

Let my love.. remain forever

And its me who gets to fade..

Allow me to disappear..!

Like an abandoned leaf..

Let the wind blow me away...

While, my love remains..

Deep within you, in utter dismay..

Then when the day's dust

Chooses to settle down...

And I too set free of myself...

Discarding all that is my own...

Let my pyre rise high... 

And I rise from ashes..

In the epitaph of my own soul..

Be an old story rewritten..

I forsake, all that I held...

I set my essence free..

Let only my love remain...

My eternal love for thee... 

~Manjuri~

Unfinished Night

When the night darkens 

On my terrace sky

And slumber aborts 

My tired eyes..

When moon and star

Of very very far

Fail to transmit solace

I pick my dusted brush

And dip it on my 

Dwindling paint..

Palettes half cracked

But holds the hues still..

I paint a butterfly..

Strokes imperfect

Hand tremble..

I fear.. when done..

It may spread and fly off..

Like my love..

Which evaporates 

Long before its full..

My faded colors... 

Smothered brush..

Cracked Palette..

All stay a witness..

To my struggle of 

Finished canvas on 

An unfinished night !

~Manjuri~

Deepest Silence

Beyond the 

Cacophony

Of cluttered 

Words..

Bridging the 

Limitless distance

My heart, 

Loves your heart..

In the solitude of,

Deepest silence !

~Manjuri~

আবদার

এক ডালি ফুল

কিনে দেবে আমায় ?

খানিকটা পূবের ঘরের

ফুলদানিতে সাজিয়ে রাখব,

আর কোটি গুজবো 

আমার সিক্ত চুলে 

চান সেরে যখন বসব , 

দক্ষিণের খোলা জানালায় ;

ফুলের পাপড়ি খসে পরবে 

ঝকঝকে মেঝেতে

আমি কুড়িয়ে নেবো 

তুলে রাখব ঝরা ফুল 

রাঙ্গা উপহারের  

রাঙাবো আমার কর্ণমূল ;

ফুলে জড়িয়ে থাকা 

ভালবাসা , মৃদু গন্ধ ছড়াবে 

আমি তা গায়ে মেখে 

ভেসে যাবো

অন্তহীন নীলাকাশে 

এক খন্ড মেঘে চেপে ..

দূর, বহু দূর !

এক ডালি ফুল 

কিনে দেবে আমায় ?

তোমার দেওয়া 

ফুলে জড়িয়ে 

আমার স্বপ্নগুলো

অক্ষয় হউক !

~ মঞ্জরী ~

It Is You 24/7

When night deepens

Like the eyes of an serpent

I long for you..

My desires, leave me..

Gets wings.. and flies

They reach you...

Drenched, they find you

In my love...

My night dissolves 

In your goblet of wine...

When morning yawns 

In my window-pane..

I long for you..

My desires, leave me...

They gallop towards you..

They reach you...

Smiling, they find you..

Reading my writes..

My morning dissolves

In your coffee vapour...

When forlorn noon

Drowses in my eyes..

I long for you..

My desires leave me..

They swim in waves..

They reach you..

Awaken, they find..

Gazing at my dreams..

My noon dissolves...

In your cigar smoke...

When evening tiptoes..

In my backyard bower..

I long for you..

My desires leave me..

They drive towards you..

They reach you..

Tired they find you..

In the center of my eye-ball..

My evening dissolves...

In your misty eyes...

~Manjuri~

Trance

Neither awake... nor in trance..

My wine left me half drunk..

Oh that beauty of sinking self

Neither to be found... nor to be held..

Desire dissolves, wishes drown...

As night wears its black gown..

None to hold my trembling fingers..

None to arrange my dreams that lingers..

I am not alive... nor am I dead..

And cannot see... the road ahead...

World says... I am intoxicated..

I discover myself in this madness..

I know by morning all shall be fine..

All shall leave me, even my wine..

That which shall remain within this heart..

Is a wish... from you I never should part..

May this earth now sleep for a while..

While my dreams get to breathe and smile..

Living or dead I am now, does not matter..

From my own ashes I rise.. rise from tatter...

That which I give... and all which I take..

Ends... and My truth emerge among all fake..

That I loved, with all that I had

Remains... in me.. and makes me glad..

Oh wine... my wine you do not discard me..

Without my love how can I live, 

How can I live sans thee ?

~Manjuri~

Misty Soul

Now that the air is veiled

With fresh mist

I hide, and with me

All that I want to lose..

The worthless love

The heartless passion..

I have lost the thread

No more can I bind my story..

And somewhere I have

Lost my dreams too..

I have lost my waits and wants

I have lost my joy and sorrows

Slowly I am losing myself..

In the fog of winter soul..

Reinvent me... seek me.. find me..

Establish my spirit..

Give a spring again.. !

~Manjuri~