April 5, 2016

Three Poems by Pijush Kanti Deb: "Life is Colorless", "For a Refreshing Annual Honeymoon", " Happiness Is To Be Digested"

Pijush Kanti Deb is a new Indian poet with more than 234 published or accepted poems and haiku in more than 75 national and international magazines and journals,[print and online] including Down in the dirt, Tajmahal Review, Pennine Ink, Hollow Publishing, Creativica Magazine, Muse India, Teeth Dream Magazine, Hermes Poetry Journal, Madusa’s Kitchen,Grey Borders, Dead Snakes, Dagda Publishing, Blognostic and many more. He is the editor of Poebita Magazine.
His best achievement so far is the publication of his first poetry collection,’’Beneath The Shadow Of A White Pigeon’’ published by Hollow Publishing. It is available on AMAZON and BARNES AND NOBLE.










Life is Colorless
            

 Life is colorful but it flies away
with the flying of a life
from its unfortunate body
concluding it
as not only colorless and invisible
but also generous and foolish
to save one of the species of its own killers-
the ever-thirsty antigenic bottles,
hiding its own injured
but traceless presence in them-
the invisible proof of their unpardonable crime
and allow them to be recycled
and empowered to hunt more lives
in the guise of indispensable part of life.
On the contrary,
they deserve to be condemned
for capital punishment
for drinking many thirsty lives by turns
to their last drop
who come in their aquatic inn
to meet their lunatic thirst
responding
to the bewitching beckoning
of a life-sucker Genie
or a man-eater Mermaid
hidden in the depth of liquid fire and ashes.


For a Refreshing Annual Honeymoon
   
 We are checking our orange garden
walking along the dusty path
but nothing disturbing to me and my wife
rather my wife is excited
and my eyes are more enthusiastic
seeing no cloud in the sky
and many heaps
of underground soil
and tiny pieces of roots
scattered here and there on the land
as the evidence of the invasion
of the root-eating devil’s pet.
When we see a few batches of dry leaves
hanging helplessly on their branches
we kiss each other
and start selecting the most suitable one
among the neighbouring places of interest-
mostly of our relatives and friends,
realizing the ensuing danger of our orange garden
and remembering its quick protection method
from the bite of the devil’s pet-
the ground rats of winter
multiplied already in their number
as snakes are still in hibernation
and we are prohibited to kill any life too
but we are free
to call them in the name of the devil,
hire a hunter for one week
and visit hilariously to a selected place of interest
to avert the sin of killing
and enjoy
a refreshing and compensating annual honeymoon.

 
 Happiness Is To Be Digested                     
 An endless sky and a bottomless ocean,
maybe, the kings of abundance
and hence
the treasuries of earthly happiness,
yet
to be a grammatically pure happy
only a small set of magnets is enough
to attract the restless happiness to come in
and build a castle of friendship on a lonely life
and teach it slowly
the techniques of a blissful living
through smiling , singing and dancing.
Alas!
Nevertheless, some rich in such magnets are found
either sad and weeping,
or lunatic in the addiction of alcohol or drugs
or committing punishable crime or unpardonable suicide.
Oh God! How mysterious the life is!
Why a bird-full life gets lost
in chasing  the flock of unknown birds again?
Here egalitarian wisdom helps us
saying,
‘’Happiness is to be digested staying on the land only
and accordingly
a happy man ought to digest his expanding wings’’.

~Pijush Kanti Deb 
 

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