Poems by Dr. SAUMYAJIT ACHARYA

Dr. SAUMYAJIT ACHARYA
 
Dr. Saumyajit Acharya is a Indian poet,writer,translater and scholar.Apart from poetry he is equally conversant in writing short stories and articles. The art of translation is also his field of expertise. He has been accoladed with numerous prestigious awards.He has seven books of poetry in his credits till now. His literary works get frequently published in leading magazines and newspaper across Indian and Bangladesh.
 
 
From the lower nave
 
Someone is calling me from your lower nave ,
Saumya , here I am …
I have heard the tone neither in the busstop , nor in the platform —
Whose call is this  ?
 
In the ice covered city , in the village of Rajasthan , in the deep mines 
There is no sound , no colour , no odour – no rain anywhere …
 
Still I am moving with this body 
With some known and unknown faces , some inside and some outside 
None understand none , none looks for none , none care for none –
Sitting silently in a circle everyday , play cards… With no words .
 
By this chance , Someone is calls me inside your nave 
Saumya , here I am …
I have heard the tone neither on the seashore , nor in the dark clouds —
Whose call is this  ?
 
Previous birth ?
 
 
 
First death, second death 
 
Three days more, I will be murdered then 
Three days later , I will commit suicide 
After first death , the doors will hard to open 
And after the second , the doors can never open me .
 
For those who will come to the funeral , express greef 
Bugal will be hung outside the door 
Those can not play bugal ,  
Bugal experts will be reserved , for them .
There will be shoe rake, welcome door mat and  
a mourning doorbell . 
No need to open , enter wearing mask on your face ,
will be written on the door . 
 
Still some people will gather to mourn at 
And some unexpected visitors will also peep through 
the windows . 
 
An olive coloured childhood , two clues hint at close to water 
Will find and knock at the door before the sun sets .
 
Only after first death , the doors will hard to open 
And after the second , the doors can never open me .
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