Something is amiss today
Something is not quite right
There is something on your mind
Weighing with all its might

Why are your lips so sealed
While your eyes are drowning with words
Why are your steps halting
While your gaze is determinedly stark

Why do I get the feeling
That you are talking to yourself
Rehearsing ever so silently
Without being heard or felt

Why do I get the premonition
That you are sailing the doldrums
Waiting for the storm to break
Beyond the sea of calm

Why is the twilight so unsteady
With its looming shadow of darkness
Perhaps arriving accompanied
With a raging tornado in harness

Subir Chakraborty / 12th July 2018

 

 

 

 

My loneliness brings me to the doorstep of aloneness
Where there is no craving for company
Nor desire for any sound
Other than the rustle of leaves welcoming the evening zephyr
Or the sound of dew drops falling gently on unsuspecting leaves of grass
Or the gentle surrender of each day to the call of the dusky damsel
Or the tranquil awakening of each night to the music of dawn

This oneness with nature is alluring
Where you begin to see with your heart
And feel with your mind
Where the abundance within you
Gets enriched with the sweet nectar of life
Creating those precious moments of aloneness and rare quietude
Where you feel yourself entering a zone of bliss
Devoid of any stress or cacophony
Laced with the splendour of sublime existence

Subir Chakraborty
20th Sept 2020

When the fire is raging within
But the mind has to stay calm
When the beads of extreme anguish
Are gliding down your sweaty palm

When your eyes cannot betray
What your mind is trying to hide
When your heart is crying out
Tearing out your insides

When the half smile on your lips
Can also be half a cry
Irrespective of how much you camouflage
Or how much ever you try

When the inferno cannot be doused
By sweet meaningless words
When the music which wafts gently
Is cutting your flesh with a sword

There is only one person
Who can see you through your guise
The same person who loves you
And has never ever left your side

Open your heart to her shamelessly
And hear the flames whimper
Making your true self surface again
Rejoicing in the arms of your lover

Subir Chakraborty
16th Sept 2020

Sheer force of habit
Draws me to your doorstep
Sheer force of passion
Forces the fatal misstep

What is it I want or seek
In this illicit connection
What is it that I lack
In my present disposition

The mystery that surrounds you
Keeps me grossly captivated
The intrigue around your persona
Keeps me continually enchanted

Is it the person or the enigma
Which continues to attract
Will the present desirability endure
Once the charmed mist retracts

Are you filling a genuine void
That my life lacks so dearly
Or is it my unbridled lust
That is acting so queerly

Will I be any happier or stabler
Once it is all over and done
Will I be any wiser or enlightened
When I’m back to square one

Subir Chakraborty / 30th July 2018

 

 

 

Into the world of Aum I dive
Loosening my earthly bonds
Casting away my temporal self
Drowning in silent perpetuity

And from this zone of eternity
Arises my poetry
Where my words go past the letters
Creating rhythms of ecstasy

There is no god here
Nor a defining holy spirit
Only a sense of blissful tranquility
Only a feeling of total equanimity

There is no duality here
No one to call the other
Where my being is in complete resonance
With the vibrations of the ether

Subir Chakraborty / 15th Nov 2018

The roles I play are the ones I believe
Creating in the process my outer identity
Which learns to dance and sing with the shadows
Transforming mere perception into reality

Childhood, adolescence, adulthood, old age
Are the various scenes in this act
Which I learn to play reasonably well
Keeping the age old script intact

Am I really the genuine I
Playing out these diverse roles
Or is the real I lying hidden
Silently nesting in my soul

I need to cut the clutter of the apparent
And dive deep within my mind
To grasp the reality of my true self
Immanent, unchanging and sublime

Subir Chakraborty
29th August 2020

The fourth dimension is time
Which I have left long behind
Now moving at a blitzy pace
Towards the others in line

This body cannot tie me down
For I am traversing in my mind
As the daunting galactic years
Cannot keep me in a bind

The sensory organs sense danger
Of being obliterated to dust
Unable to create any illusion
Of anger, greed, sadness or lust

I continue to travel unimpeded
As awareness seeps in gradually
And my Being begins to resonate
With a gush of conscious energy

Subir Chakraborty
27th August 2020

The abundance within leaves me spellbound
For it is unique in many respects
Nothing like I had ever experienced
Nothing like I had ever encountered

For it is mere nothingness, ungraspable
Unbounded treasures of silence
Silently nudging me to keep my calm
And enjoy the tranquil intensity of existence

Where it is an undifferentiated world
Where the you and the I have ceased to have any meaning
Where the arrogance of identity and self
Has accepted defeat in its disappearance

I can feel my mind surrender to consciousness
With open arms and a bowed head
Allowing my ego to gradually melt away
Leaving the core to cradle in effulgence

Subir Chakraborty
24th August 2020

The glitter of desire
Drives me crazy
My rationality turns blubbery
My reasoning hazy

The object of desire
Rainbowing at the edges
Rests like a dream
On my mind’s inner ledges

My fountain of joy
The source of all my happiness
Appears embedded within
Bordered with luminescence

And finally, when the object
Comes within my grip
A sudden surge of euphoria
Takes me on a trip

Yet the effect is not long-lasting
Fleeting at the very best
For the meltdown to take place
And indifference to nest

Was the happiness in the object
Or in myself, I ask humbly
Whichever way it be so
Why did it disappear suddenly

Were all my emotions
Connected with the object
Or with mere perception
Created by my senses

For anything not real
Is bound to be transient
Unsteady and unstable
Conceptually evanescent

Happiness can only emerge
With roots in profundity
Nestled in abundance
Divorced from materiality

Subir Chakraborty
18th August 2020

Hiding behind those masks
Are men, women, toddlers, teens
Trying to feel safe and secure
From a virus they haven’t seen

There is an acute feeling
Of irritation and revulsion
At this added contraption
At this mandatory imposition

I ponder deeply and wonder
As to why this should be pertinent
Why does it feel so awkward
Why does it feel so inconvenient

When we are used to it for centuries
Hiding our emotions and pain
Behind those expressionless eyes
And a forced smiling face

Or for that matter
That feeling of intense revenge
Burning our chests
With the fire of vengeance

Nothing we cannot adjust to
Till we finally emerge victorious
And glide once again, effortlessly
Into our normal make-believe chaos

Subir Chakraborty
16th August 2020