A Touch Amid Dark..
Hark you all: those footsteps forging,
in the dark corridors , I hear,,
Advancing tiptoed with swagger,
and the sound came near and near.....
Perplexed, or something eerie,
I grope in wonder..
No vision in Light, I zapped in Dark,
while my Spirits went asunder,,
I sensed,,,the Touch of hands,
warm ,Weak and Feeble,,,
The Same Hands, that holded once,
My fingers, small, and Nimble..
Touching my forehead, down to eyes,
caressing deep to the heart,,
The same old touch,
caring , healing, soothing, as if
with myriad colours of art.
A kiss of life , on Forehead,
blew my pains away,,
For I felt , a new lease of life,
in the touch , with sway..
THE FOOTSTEPS Went Back,tiptoed,
leaving me Alone, Again,
" Please don't leave me"--i I feared
being alone,
and I wailed in Pain,,
She went away, My pleas-----
were unheard, uncared..
I couldn't see her today,
though, I sensed her, toched her,
and yes,I feared..
It was The Holy soul that came,
I didn';t know then ever..
She is IN me now, buried deep
in the empty corners
of heart ,, forever..
Today , She Sits, Speaks with me,,
when I am Alone,,
I feel her,,her pathos,,I hear(feel) her moan,,
though I am not alone..
Indrajit Ghosal
I don't miss you,,,, Granny..

When Eyes Close
Wee hours of night,
Disappears in front of the Eyes,
Trying to drift away, I found,
Elusive sleep hard to come by..
As closing the Eyes , I see,
You stand somewhere near to Me..
& I'll wait for all such Nights;
Entire life , to see that Cheerful glee.
Come soon, and no worry,
in this moment,, i want to tell,
Night wont end, day wont come,,
and with You, towards Dream ,we'll sail..-
Away, away, and away,
from the murky philistines around,,
reaching zenith of Beauty,,
with peace, and joy abound..
So much to tell you,
My angst, My agonies..
You know, it's when I felt low---
When I was on my Knees..
To heal my soars, My frantics,
It was you, whom I Miss..
Pleasant thoughts and my times of highs,,
Of course, were a few..
Whenever i came across anything Nice,,
I thought , Gosh, I was With YOu (!!!)
This Night will end,, only
when I My Eyes open----
No, I am fine with eyes close,,
With You, My abode Is
More than heaven...

Indrajit Ghosal..
COPYRIGHT(C)2006 indrajit ghosal
Looking for Father
"Your Dad would come soon,
with loads of toys Sweetheart.
Wipe the tears, cheer up now".--
They said , as They depart..
Four days passed," where's dad, mother?"
I asked in alarming voice.
"I s the shop too far, that he went so far,
to look for toys of my choice".
Mother went away, quietly,
Tears smeared all over the face..
She wasn't like that I know..
I know the smiles she would showcase---
when dad would come home,
when I made a mark in Class,,
Lo, teaqrs have cast a shadow, now,,
On her smile , with an evil flash.
There's the Bed , where father would lay,
In lazy noons, he do cared,
As I sat there studying hard,
IN front of the Eyes , a bit scared.
Today, he's not here,but
there I see a change,,
He must be happy, to see him FRamed,
Bearing flower beads, of all range..
I see mother, staring there,day and night,
I dont know why?
"he'll come,, " I consoled her,
" I am there for you,, Please don't Cry.
'She looked at me,, she never looked soo pale.
.with a choked voice resonating the room,,
she muttered in great pain..
"He won't come dear,
he's gone far , far , and away.
In search of toys he went out,
,In roads of Heaven , He's gone Today.
""there you see him gazing down high in the sky"..
As mom pointed a bright star,lit in the Sky.
"YES, MOTHER, I HAVE SEEN HIM"
--i said as we looked there,
and the night, Passes by .....and passes by.
.Indrajit Ghosal..---

assuming the pitiful state of one 7-8 yrs kid, whose father, passed away,, probably in a blast,and his poignant, yet innocent questionings to his mother..His eagerness,, evokes sympathy, something worse than that,,,This insignificant Bard was all tears , while making this piece.it was 11th of sep, 1:06 am when I completed this Oeuvre,, and laid griefstricken, numbed for few hours."
HIDDEN WISHES.
Hide me in the cloak of Darkness,,
I fear ,being in lights of Gloom..
Hide me amid clouds of sweetness,
I fear , being lost in Bitter doom.
Hide me with a swirl of presence,
I fear being nabbed in the Past.
Hide me in the Veil of Sleep ,
I fear , to wake to see ,Die is Cast,.
Hide me from Those EYES, that enchant,
I fear , I may loose A Tear or two.,
Hide me from the sight of the Angels,
I fear, one day, I may Miss the divine Hue.,
Hide me O God,from all Impure, Untrue,
I fear, my sojourn's plight would only Accrue.,
Indrajit Ghosal..
copyright(c)2006 indrajit ghosal

PLEASE FORGIVE ME

Please Forgive Me
In the mirror of the Sun, ushering gleam of Light,,
I see you..
I see you, amid swathe of clouds, peeping down,,
with splendid hue..
I know, the raindrops are The Ambrosia of my soul,,
you offer..
The Pain releases, as the cold breeze touches Soul,,
with sublime platter..
I see your Divine Figure, as twilight draws near,,
in the Most beautiful Sleigh...
And I wish, you be there, in the Twilights of my Life,,
with me every single day....
In the simmering Moon,, I see you,, calming down,
my rages and highs...
I see your twinkle, mystic smile alluring Horizon,
as the Night flies...
When darker the Times, you're the one holding,
Candlees of sublime HopE.and Patience.,.
I see you in my Finer moments, , Finer,,,AS they dazzle
with your glorifying Presence...
I sense happines , Unbridled,as I see you closest,,
when I Close my Eyes...
I feel robbed of treasury,as why you are not as close,,when
Eyes open to their Surprise..
When I Sleep, I hear you crooning Lullabies,
close to My ears.
I feel proud and joyous,, for you made me
Grow beyond years..
And as you go to sleep,, in the veil of my love,,
I Mutter In Your ears too.....
Please Forgive Me,, As I can never
Stop Loving YOU............
Indrajit Ghosal..
A short Paean for The Enlightened,, whom I have seen, Heard, And Walked Into the LighT
copyright(c)2006 indrajit ghosal.
Birthday wishes...
BLESSYOU, LORD,
WITH THE SENSES GARNISHED WITH REGAL LIGHT,
MAY YOU SURPASS THE SUNS, THE MOONS,
TO REACH PINNACLES OF DELIGHT,
-
yOU SHINE WITH THE GOLDEN DEWS,THERE,,,,
DEEP IN MEADOWS , I PRAY,,
mAY YOU HITPURPLESTREAKS IN
HORIZONS OF SUCCESS,, NIGHTS &DAY...
YOURPATH BE RAYS OF GLORY,,
WITH GRANDEURS DIVINE,,& SUBLIME,,
&TEARS STAY FAR & AWAY ,
WHETING YOURPEP BUDS ALL THE TIME-
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WHATMORE CAN I SAY, JUS' BE THE WAY YOUARE ,
YOU WANT TO BE,,
FORGET" WORLD & IT'S PEOPLE,,YOU...
A PIOUS SOUL--- A GIFT OF THEE...
Indrajit Ghosal.

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