Tethering under troubles,
trials and tribulations
widow neither lives nor dies
like a criminal sentenced
to rigorous imprisonment.
She keeps on burning into
two never extinguishing fires:
One within and other outside;
Like weakling man
Walking over a narrow ridge
That separates two deadly ditches.
The first fire caught the day
she lost her love, a stimulus to live
and meaning to life.
The other conflagrated by the spark
of stigmatic taunts of fellows or friends.
As radar keeps surveillance on airborne
So she is ogled by lecherous or vulgar eyes
from social forum to sanctorum.
She put up all persecutions passively
peeping through the orphan pane
like the fishes, snared into net,
remain restless and desperately stare.
Calamitous carnage
The poet of the cosmos
Composes metaphysical poetry:
Heavily loaded with obscurities
And far-fetched conceits;
Though a handful of avid readers
See through the styles, techniques,
Figures-metaphors employed by the Lord
And paraphrase them into their mind.
But remain passive onlookers and dare not
to spread the Poet’s connotation to the sea
of people who only adore poetasters.
Who only compose global warming,
Ecological crises, population explosion,
Rapes, pollution, corruptions,
moral degradations or misconducts.
Which reach in the hands of the readers
in the guise of tempest, hurricane,
flood, drought, quake, bloodshed,
landslide or other calamitous carnage.
The Burning Train
It’s breezy night,
My friend, appealing and gymnast,
Sitting on platform in resplendent ride
anxiously waiting for train to arrive.
Though train in motion was delayed
There arrived a train in passion
Gently in the gesticulation of gay,
Sat beside him for something to say.
First he shared what a co-traveler should
Next he exchanged what a reveler would.
He crept his hands like tortoise
towards touchy limb of my friend
My friend too was running short of leisure
That a traveler should have
When train’s timing is not in favour.
My friend displays his warm generosity
To the immediate and impending priority.
Dr. Vivekanand Jha is a translator, editor and award winning poet from India. He is Diploma in Electronics and Communication Engineering, Certificate in Computer Hardware and Networking, MA and Ph. D in English. He is a contributing poet to Wavelengths –2011 Savant Anthology of Poetry (USA) which has won first place in the 2011 London Book Festival. He has been Poetry Contest Winner-Third Place Winner for the poem “Hands Heave to Harm and Hamper”conducted by Beginners®, a documentary, graphic, nonfiction book series (USA). His poem, “Song of Woes” was featured in the 10 Selected Poems for Performance & 10 Selected Poems for Award in 2nd Korea-Nigeria Poetry Feast on 21st March 2012 organized by the Korean Cultural Centre Nigeria. He is the author of five books of poetry. He has also edited two critical anthologies on Indian English Novels. His works have been published in more than seventy five magazines round the world. Besides his poems have been chosen and published in more than fifteen poetry anthologies. He has more than twenty research and critical articles published in various national and international anthologies and referred journals. He is son of noted professor, poet and award winning translator Dr. Rajanand Jha (Crowned with Sahitya Akademi Award, New Delhi).
Website: http://poetvjha.wordpress.com
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