Teesta Review: A
Journal of Poetry, Volume 7, Number 2. November 2024. ISSN: 2581-7094
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Tamali Neogi
Out of the protection of dreams,
When life attacks me smartly,
Seven warriors around one, Abhimanyu in the middle,
Preposterous,
I succumb to defeat,
Gliding from the higher zone of self-expectations,
To the lower level of compromises,
What controls my movements,
Sets my attitude and altitude,
Offers me a controlled descent,
Is Lord your voice, the joystick?
Hear the reverberations of thy song,
Heard before or deja vu, of which
Love like light particles spreads out
As ripples in water,
Moving in dream!
Light and Shadow
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Tamali Neogi
When darkness works on me as poison in entrails,
Stabbed spine, broken bones, raped genital left to
perish,
I in half dead’s agony open my bruised eyes,
Live long . . . live long . . . remember the
blessings of ripe hearts,
Just then the serpentine cloud starts to breathe.
In the storm of dust, desert mountains are blown
off,
Though not the laboratories of lies,
The curtain of dusk to descend fast
On my face, I feel mom’s tears,
“come back, come back,”
What marvellous architecture is formed,
Like light and shadow working in tandem, blood and
tears,
As the baby sun lowers his head a little,
I lend him, my colour,
Mom, rise up.
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