Buddhadev Nandi

Oh God, never did I want You
To be my Savior…
In my dreary days of discomfort
And protect me
From the onslaught of abrupt gales.
It is my prayer to You
To give me strength enough…
To withstand smilingly,
And not to be distressed
Duringgreat upheavals.
But I am quite sure
You will be present nearby
Like the mother bird
To watchfrom the distance,her nestlings
Trying to unfurl their feeble wings.
Therefore, it is my earnest desire to You
To plunge meinto the limitless sea of troubles,
To convince me firmly,
That You remain, not far away,
To watch my never-ending fight.


The Jatiswar
Swapnajyoti Bordoloi
I marvel,
Wonder dumbfound…
Ask myself many a times…
How many lives do I really live,
Both near and afar?
Everything else begrimes,
Just glimpses,
It flashes…I often see,
Transports the soul elsewhere…
I suddenly leave you all
And I walk away from me!
I move away,
With bewilderment
I question my sanity,
My remembrances
Failing always when measured
With reason and reality!
Sometimes at an unknown seashore,
A season unknown,
At times in the midst of a desert storm,
And slowly the story unfolds,
The search for the door,
The alma mater…the core !
It was not on a journey unknown,
I am here as I was always before,
My looks and my manner,
Like glass, they may shatter,
But love never dies, was never gone,
Only whispers every time,
Into this world…
And yet again…I am reborn;
The story has a new page…
But the saga continues!

Dance forms
Swapnajyoti Bordoloi

Regardless of the
Fact we breathe, or no longer breathe,
The only feeling we cannot conquer, is love,
Thus our stupid souls dance in circles,
And so does the solar systems out there!
Our blood dances because it thinks it’s perfectly free
Until it meets the heart,
When it falls in love and freely swims back again!
The past dances into our present…
Merging with the existing dances, thinking about the future;
Destiny dances in-between!
In the dance of life,
Our broken wings
And our lost whispers
Dances dreaming of soaring again…
That’s why
Day and night…
Love and pain…!!


Drowning in Water
(For a proud girl)
Kamal Kumar Tanti
Without a word stops death,
even if it is death
Drowning in water
Man gulps water and life ends
It ends, bit by bit, ends
The inhale and exhale of breathing
For a fraction, there is a desire to see
Your eyes
In the blue water, some men find death
Since for those people, life was not necessary
Oxygen is less in water
Still losing something to find something else
Men look for death
Death drowning in water
Hence, he searches the water for oxygen
A man’s final duty
Without a word stops death, a man’s death
With a blackened torso from the water returns the man
He is no longer human
He turns into a green body