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Poetry

November Diaries

By Dr. Piku Chowdhury

November is a strange limbo in tropical terrain

Somewhere between festive highs and silent pain

Of imminent fall. The time to look back

Before the last leaves drop into oblivion.

The night sky burns with pyroclastics,

Rituals to dispel evil and vice, as diyas flicker in silent attempt

To retain some sun in eclipsed hearts.

November skies a strange contradiction

With pristine blues and weeping greys

That pour some secret wishful moments

 In the confluence of heat and cold.

As verdant rain-washed desires and dreams

 transform into mellowed gold.

Flashes of evil in ghostly chill

 fill apprehensive autumn nights-

As hearts gear up for snowy heights

shedding the past in a stupendous feat,

November diaries fill with past

 that blends with confused present-

Macabre tales of trick or treats.

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Dr. Piku Chowdhury is a teacher in a government aided post graduate college of education and an author of 8 books. She has published more than 70 articles in international journals and acted as resource person in many national and international seminars and symposia. She has published poems, acted as editor,  translator and core committee member of curriculum revision in the state. 

PLEASE NOTE: ARTICLES CAN ONLY BE REPRODUCED IN OTHER SITES WITH DUE ACKNOWLEDGEMENT TO BORDERLESS JOURNAL.

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Poetry

Peace & Resistence

By Dr. Piku Chowdhury

Peace and Resistance

For the love of myself, I can’t shut out the drumbeats

Reverberating in the primitive groves of ancient times

Daughter of shadows, you burn in shades of my heart.

I can’t jump over untouched spaces that

Hide under urban gloss, overlying putrid fungal stretch.

If Vemula burns and daughter of soil

Is groped with soiled nails and golden fangs

The untouchable touched with carrion lust,

For the love of self, a daughter of a sacred land

Where Shanti flows in honeyed air, and

Is enshrined in the fluttering flag,

I allow the primitive drums to roar

strange rhythms loud, and echo in blood.

For the love of myself, I strain my ear

To the silent resilience of nation’s father.

And then — I wield the reticent pen

Pregnant with the pent-up pain

And catch the helpless weeping rain

To create a song woven in weft

Of Bapu’s sublime dreams of justice

Liberty, equality, reverence, mercy-

The flowing lines an obeisance

to the power of peaceful resistance.

Against dismal discrimination,

Corruption and exploitation.

The lines take flight like the winged herald

Of peace; the rhythm echoes in groves

With the power of a lonesome figure, righteous in resistance

Marching erect with might of peace; undaunted will

That breathes new life in every faltering existence.

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Dr. Piku Chowdhury is a teacher in a government aided post graduate college of education and an author of 8 books. She has published more than 70 articles in international journals and acted as resource person in many national and international seminars and symposia. She has published poems, acted as editor,  translator and core committee member of curriculum revision in the state. 

PLEASE NOTE: ARTICLES CAN ONLY BE REPRODUCED IN OTHER SITES WITH DUE ACKNOWLEDGEMENT TO BORDERLESS JOURNAL.

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Humour Poetry

Mad-Hatter rhymes on lockdown nights

Dr. Piku Chowdhury

Ting ting ting, the cell phones go

Sleepless, careless concerns flow.

Crusaders crisp and cranking crass

Vaulting twirling maddening mass.

Netizen citizens tea cup squall,

Midnight polls as presidents fall.

Should, could dilemma, crisis met

Whatsapp twitter facebook fret,

Experts across timezones pitch

Sleepless cicadas pry and preach.

Slurry curry, tingling tacky tongue twist,

Chewy gooey slander – midnight feast.

Kitty cat, fluffy fat, chases the moon

Mice in grand ball, owls in swoon.

Sticky sloth, sleepy clock,

Work pace slow

Ting ting smartphone, crevices show.

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Dr. Piku Chowdhury is a teacher in a government aided post graduate college of education and an author of 8 books. She has published more than 70 articles in international journals and acted as resource person in many national and international seminars and symposia.She has published poems, acted as editor,  translator and core committee member of curriculum revision in the state. 

PLEASE NOTE: ARTICLES CAN ONLY BE REPRODUCED IN OTHER SITES WITH DUE ACKNOWLEDGEMENT TO BORDERLESS JOURNAL.