Poem-10 (7.1)


Teesta Review: A Journal of Poetry, Volume 7, Number 1. May 2024. ISSN: 2581-7094

 Mother’s Womb

--- Sagar Mal Gupta

I was very comfortable

At peace and safe

In my mother’s womb

I had plenty to eat

And drink, had plenty

Of space to play.

Had physical connectivity

And knowledge connectivity

When I was pulled out

Of my mother’s womb

I cried bitterly

But nobody paid

Attention to this cry.

Here I feel so miserable

Smitten by sorrows


I have only polluted air

Polluted minds

Around me.

There are only shrinking hearts

And shrinking places.

There are disputes

of religion, caste

And colour.

Oh God, why was I forced

To come out?

Couldn’t I have lived

There till eternity.

Dear God if that is

Not possible can you make

This world as comfortable

Peaceful and safe

As my mother’s womb?





--- Sagar Mal Gupta


There is stillness of night

noiseless, soundless darkness

has enveloped every nook

and corner of the house

no sound of crickets

no sound of wind.

Even the trees are sleeping soundlessly

furniture, carpet, utensils

store, staircase, roof

beams of the house

everything in perfect silence.

Thoughts are dead

dreams are non-functional

hopes, aspirations, ambitions

all gone to slumber

only a silent prayer

oozes out from the mind

to calm the agitated body

in perpetual bliss.




Educated at the University of Edinburgh and the University of Hawaii, Sagar Mal Gupta earned his Ph. D. in Linguistics from the University of Hawaii USA. He has fifty-six years of teaching experience of English language and Literature in India and abroad. He has published four books of poetry in English and his poems have been published in a number of national and international journals of repute.