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  SAMBIDHAN ACHARYA (1986-12-21)
 
 
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  13.     

Solitary Reaper

I was passing by the hills,
Suddenly, I saw a reaper sing,
He was humbling a tone,
Anyone who could pass by.

I stopped in a lane to listen what he song,
I could hear a gentle voice with a folk tone,
Reaping and harvesting the crop he sang,
A note that could be clearly we can understand.

I then concentrated on his song,
The pain, the sorrow and cheer all of them could be clearly found,
As his sickle was bending while cutting crops,
His notes grew deeper and deeper in my heart.

My horse gave a hint to move and go,
But, instead I decided to listen all that his voice delivered,
I decided to hear the remaining notes too,
Which was as clear as the skylark’s tone?

As the end notes came near, I pulled my horse and stared,
His piercing numbers were breaking the silence of the wind,
He was singing the sung pure than the water,
He was telling the truth clear than from where the glass could be seen.

What I thought was the end of the song,
Was actually the beginning and he went on,
His folk were heard even more clearly,
But, I could not wait more, so, decided to move silently.

Few days later, I landed there again,
I wanted to hear his remaining note,
But could not find him nearby,
Still his songs were going through my ears when I passed by.
 
Sambidhan Acharya
   
 

   
   
 

  14.     

The Flowers of May

How dare the bee touch you?
How dare the air make you shake?
How can anyone pluck you?
And make you cry through droplets.
I fight all the month for them, who touch, pluck and shake you,
The different colours you possess is greater than any rainbow,
Your fragrance is billions time sweeter than the perfume of Arabia,
Even the ambrosia cannot be sweeter than the droplets of water from your petal.
Rose, Lily, Jasmine, Lotus all are so darling name,
Special name than any girls I see around,
The quality in you can be never compared,
Even that life less wind is your slave.
You are so sincere that after you germinate full,
I can woo a girl giving you as token,
After you come in bunch it’s a great wedding gift,
You come as garland to welcome and forbid,
This is not only the quality in you,
You are even medicine for many diseases,
The city is seemed beautiful due to you,
Even the nature laughs to its full when it finds you,
So far all have known you and have lot of respect for you,
But for me you are the darlings which glow in May, “The Flowers of May.”
 
Sambidhan Acharya
   
 

   
   
 

  15.     

After your Departure

When you were present,
Your advice pinched me like thorns,
Every question for misdeeds
Meant like you were being over possessive,
All those guidance you gave me,
I followed nil,
My ego came in front when you hold my hand,
Even I embarrassed you when you guided me to safety.

I realized how big fool was I,
You walked in razor edge,
Making me walk in bed of roses,
Why every fault is realized after committed,
I miss your words,
And is nowadays in tears,
Please come back I pray to god.
But, once one goes from life no one comes back.
 
Sambidhan Acharya
   
 

   
   
 

  16.     

Am I a Mannequin?

When, I was young but, useless,
I use to look at those mannequins in the market,
Standing still and posing the clothes that its masters make it wear,
Then, I would see myself,
And see that I even haven't learned to stand in my legs,
So, I am wearing the clothes that I am bought to wear,
Then, I would look mannequin and me
And gaze both wondering who is who?

I am a chairman today, in a big company,
Again I go to the shop,
I could see those mannequins in different place,
It changes its position as per masters will,
Family, friends and my other relatives are using my power,
I am being commanded by them,
Today again I find I am the same,
And stare at mannequin and me and think who is who?
 
Sambidhan Acharya
   
 
 
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