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Memory Lane: Poetry

Memory Lane: Poetry

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Memory Lane

Ben Zongte

The way to memory lane

is a well-beaten path

It ought to be

For the child within me

travels frequently through it.

Do not be alarmed,

If, on the way,

You saw your Mother's youth

Or your Father, before the diabetes

and the Pink Bougainvillea

overwhelming the front gate.

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A Song for Mother

Ben Zongte

If for once,

I could dissolve

Into the cool mountain air.

I would lend my Mother's tired brows

A lingering tranquil breeze

and sing to her

A song of the Birds.

If for once,

I could bloom

Like sea of roses in June

It would be in Fuchsia

of the most invigorating shade.

Perhaps then my color

Might bring her some cheer.

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Ripples of Emotion

Parthajit Borah

I wish I was the sea.

Whirring in my own emotion

To reach the banks

By forming whirlpools of lost and found,

Leaving imprints of history on the arid sand.

Carrying the vibes of the sea,

Ripples tired at my lap.

Sailing boats through the bosom of sea

Unveiled the agony of the blue.

Fear and trepidation merge together

in reddening my lost emotion.

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Urge for Unification

Buddhadev Nandi

The water of the earth

Scorching in the burning sun

Evaporates and soars

To come in contact with the cool air

And pour in the form of showers

Feeling an urge of integrity

With thewater ofinfinity.

Likewise,a Soul whilegoing

Through the cyclicpassage

From one birth to another

Is summoned by the urge

Withstanding all earthly bonds

To merge with the Eternity,

Only to attain absolute immortality.

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Swapnajyoti Bordoloi

Look at it the other way…

Religion is again

Nothing but a massive

Everyday roadblock

In the path to the soul.

Invisible walls imprisoning our

Already corrupt hearts and our self-declared

Sophisticated lives!

Swearing and shouting

We pray...

And yet when we ask anyone,

None of us can

Clearly explain or say!

Outside the window,

Minds melt,

Sunshine or rainfall,

Divinity can freely fly

In faith...

Patiently soar!

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