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Priyatosh Das, India

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Poet Priyatosh Das is a poet of eminent pedigree,he is a bilingual poet,writer,blogger,thinker,story writer,critic,researcher,editor, peace activist and Philanthropist hailing from the Indian state of Assam.He has been practicing literature for the last two and half decade.He is a member of the World UNION OF POETS(Italy),WORLD POETS SOCIETY,LARRISSA(GREEC)WORLD NATION’S WRITER UNION(Kazakhstan).He has been honoured with the DOUBLE GOLD CROSS AWARD by the WORLD UNION OF POETS(ITALY)along with other 242 distinguished author for contributing write up in the COMPLEXION BASED DISCRIMINATION-A GLOBAL INSIGHT.He is also the EDITORIAL BOARD MEMBER of THE LITERATI,an online English Magazine.He is also member of THE LITERATI COSMOS SOCIETY of Mathura(U.P.),INDIA.THE WORLD INSTITUTE FOR PEACE (NIGERIA)honoured him with it’s membership.HAFRICAN PRINCE ART WORLD SOCIETY of GHANA honoured him with it’s legal membership and conferred up on him the title ‘Literature Ambassador of Humanity’for his outstanding contribution in the field of literature and for the cause of HUMANITY.He has been honoured with Doctorate in Literature(Honoris Causa) by the Academia Latino Americana De Literatura Moderna (The Latin American Academy Of Modern Literature)of Mexico.He was also conferred upon honourary Ph.D.in peace and human rights from American University .The Contemporary Literary Society of Amlora:Banda(U.P.),India conferred upon him the title ‘Inteternational Icon Of Literature’ .He has also been awarded ‘International Humanity Award’ by the Global Institute of Alternate Science,(New Delhi),’Mahatma Gandhi Peace Award ‘ and ‘NHRF Literary Award 2019’ by the National Human Rights and Humanitarian Dederation,(KERALA,INDIA).He is the founder/Chairman of the literary forum INTERNATIONAL HIGHER ACADEMIC COUNCIL OF ENGLISH LITERATURE.He has contributed in many national and international anthologies of the world and has been praised all over the world for his creative works in the field of English Literature.

You Burnt Into Ashes Of Pyre My Mother,My Father…

-Priyatosh Das,India.

I stand near the graveyard of my mother,

I stand near the graveyard of my father

With broken heart,

Whisper to the wandering clouds,

Reminiscence of lost days make me to cry aloud.

I remember with tearful eyes of gratitude

How blessed I was born in your womb my mother

Your sacrifice to me worth millions,

How can I repay and vow my head.

Did you show me first light of the earth,

And you left no stone unturned my father

To make me happy by bringing up.

Pains were trifling but

Our happiness were supreme to you

And for our beauty you toiled night and day.

Can I meet you again

Oh! I can’t say.

You burnt in to ashes of pyre my mother,my father,

Leaving in me a devastating Tsunami.

Heart breaks and bleeds for reunion-

Alas! I find you nowhere.

N.B.Copyright reserved.

SOME DAY I WILL BE NO MORE HERE

-Priyatosh Das,Karimganj,Assam(INDIA)

Some day I will be no more here

Loitering near the city bridge,

Lost in thoughts of creative frenzy

And watching the people in hurry step

Busy in returning home

After days struggle of work

When the eclipsing world goes to sleep.

Or wandering in the forest land

Feeling the charms of enigmatic beauty of the nature’s queen

How the rubber trees stand in rows

How the bottle palm,flax and peeple tree

Wave with the blowing wind

How the streamlet flows murmuringly

How the wild dogs walk furtively

And enter the cave with slaughterd goat

How those flock of heron,kite and hornbil return home

After day’s search for food in the sultry evening,

Twittering birds stopped musical tune

Eagle,ostrich and waterhen all are in hurry to back to the nest,

Day is now over,the Sun is setting…..

Diminishing in the western horizon.

Someday I will be no more here,

Walking through the pavement in the midst of crowd,

Moving in wheel through the busy highway

Or going to enjoy a picnic feast at the year’s end

With friends and neighbour in a merry mood sing aloud.

Someday I will be no more here

At home busy with household work

Gossiping in merry mood with friends and family members

Hugging my son and telling fables

And singing song at a times to fall him asleep.

………………………………………………………………………

Someday I will be no more here,

Lost in worldly thoughts-

Worry for my endeared child(Poumit) and Lakshmi wife.

I will never say Saswati,my beloved wife

what should I bring today

What sort of vegetables and fish

I should purchase now.

Brinjal,pumpkin,spinach tell me what..

Will I take Hilsha,your favorite fish

And will have a sumptuous meal in the evening.

Someday I will be no more in the Worldly bondage,

No more you will see me here-

Stopping by the woods,near the city bridge,busy in the market,in moving car,at office chamber and at home with child and dear.

The same city bridge will be standing still

With people and high storeyd building around

The same forest land will have deep,dense woods with song birds singing in chorus,

The same market will have busy crowd

The same home will have festivity many,

Just I will not be here,

Oh! I will not be here-

Will you remember me then dear

In sweet recollection and shedding tear !

And read my poem with utter dismay

And remember me with admiration

Or I will be lost from your remembrance

With the passing of time.

N.B.Copyright reserved@Indian English Poet Priyatosh Das.

Priyatosh Das, India

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