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Joydeep Maunders
is a Research Associate, AICRP on ESA, Central Institute of
Agricultural Engineering,
Nabi Bagh, Berasia Road,Bhopal – 462 038. He writes poem ind
other articles. His E-mail ID is :
jm78ergo@yahoo.com
Absence of Existence
I am no more; I am no more
Pains me when I feel
the absence of my existence
My heart is shattered
the candle of my eyes blew off
Pains me when I think
my buried ash is lost
in every corners of my world
Washed away my portrait from
everyone's heart with
the first drizzle of the season
No one stops before my grave,
no-one even is shattered thinking
I am no more; I am no more
Only I am there within myself
as a memory, as a portrait
And as an ever green,
Ever lasting dream
as I sleep forever
I am no more; I am no more.
We Today
The universe squeezed and shortened
into the hands of the satellite and cable
is now limited within the idiot box
inside the drawing room
Confined in the room, we communicate
with the world, leaving behind the LOC
Have we ever thought that
stars are numerous light years away from us
accordingly we ourselves are also running apart, too
Countless numbers of faces arrive and disappear
But our addiction stick to it only,
We assemble but practically a long distance far
Dreams are sold; we buy it in this wilderness
Let us come out of this mind-boggling
artificial happiness and gallery show
and sit before the open window,
we might be able to find a friend or two –
to cheer us,
to lend a sympathetic ear,
to share a confidence with,
to applaud our triumphs,
Or alike stars, we shall be light years apart.
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