Poetry

By

Pijush Kanti Deb

A New Idea and The Watchman

To come to light,

a newly conceived idea

seems to be scared and hesitated,

its unabated peeping

from the womb to light

for watching a through pass

leading to a benevolent home

wherein a hidden reformer waits

to welcome and use it

in blooming the smiles in gloomy faces,

seems to be caused by an undead robot-

the watchman,

made of non-sticky metal-

untouchable to any prayer or importunity

standing just as an impenetrable wall

in front of the entrance

along with its ghostly gesture

and ambidextrous too

in showing its reluctance to any new idea-

willing to enter the home

and to any sharp reformation

deserving universal sympathy and support

causing the raising of heads and hands

against its own

and its programmer’s existence…

The Generous Darkness

Throwing history in the dustbin,

now-a-days

I see you best

in the darkness,

like your addition to me

leaving all sorts of

ocular and verbal intercourses

to avert the formation of hemlock

by our dogmatic attitudes

stimulated only in the sun-light

and feel good too

to write another love-story

with the nectar-

erupted in the smooth reaction

of our passionate action

held only in the generous darkness.

Pijush Kanti Deb

Pijush Kanti Deb is a new Indian poet with more than 180 published poems and haiku in more than 50 national and international poetry magazines and print and online journals such as ‘Down in the dirt’, ‘Tajmahal Review’, ‘Pennine Ink’, ‘Hollow Publishing’, ‘Creativica Magazine’, ‘Muse India’, ‘Poetry Pacific’, and ‘Teeth Dream Magazine’. At present he is working as an Associate Professor in Economics.