Poetry – Known Way
Poet – Jotsna Jari
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All my days
Are lost
I haven’t lost my mind.
When alone
Talk soon.
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Mango tree has grown mangoes
Flowers have bloosomed
My random hair calls the flower
to sit down.
Those who think I’m far away
They are wrong.
Every day I come & go
On that familiar way
Now I am
Floating in the dream chariot
On the way you know.
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Poetry: Memory
Poet: Jotsna Jari
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This is the day of noise
How to become silent
Told all the stories
By row of mango banyan fig tree
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Bakul flowers on the edge of pond
How jump into the water
Playing with ducks
Three-headed grandma
Shows that too…
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Haven’t come to them for a long time
So much talk
I have & they also
Alpath in our paddy fields
The grass lying on that road
Just like me looking for a way
.
Our open playground
Where laid down
to write AkashKusum story
How many times just call me
I call too.
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[ N.B-
1. Bakul flower is Bengali nice flower.
2. Grandma is Grand Mother.
3. Alpath is little way between
two Paddy fields.
It’s also boundary line.
4. AkashKusum is Bengali proverb.
It means illusion/fantasy. ]
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Poetry : Homeless Happiness
Poet : Jotsna Jari
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mujhe intejar thi
tum ao gi
mera pash
bagiya ki ful khelte rahe
tu mera sath chahe
asman jami se aur
ek desh rahe
jis se tu aur main
chalte rauhu
barshaat ki chhatriya tu
main tera fagun ki mas
tu aa, aa mera paash.
.
There is no color of crying
Although with your pain
More across the blue color
Someone dancing…
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Who knows the old banyan basket
speaking of any civilization.
Becoming a migratory bird
Homeless happiness is far away
In an unknown country
Will tie house
Bed pillow…
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[ N.B-
1. First Paragraph is a shyeri(lyric).
The meaning is….
” I am waiting for you
Come on
My side
Flowers of garden continue to play
You want me
Beside the heaven & Earth
There is another country
Where we travel
You are my rain-umbrella
I am your Fagun month
Come, come to me.”
2. Fagun is Bengali month.
Fagun is Spring . ]
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Poetry – Duet
Poet – Jotsna Jari
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That blue river
Don’t go near
Gradually becoming blue
Will turn white.
My blood rose
That way on changing day
Don’t change that color
Keep secrets alone
Whatever is mine
Then hide and seek play
Light and shadow
Will accept
In the tear of virtuous lady
Will be swept away
Something unheard of
Melody of the song …
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Poetry : Upside Down
Poet : Jotsna Jari
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If the rhymes are ‘Bara’
‘Chap’ get wings
If someone ate would fly away
The lid could be opened.
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Very tasty ‘Televaja’
Have you eaten
No no don’t eat
Will become bumblebees.
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Singing humming
Dancing flower to flower
After Mom crying Just
Floating in salty tear.
.
If have heartburn
Give the blanket
Come back to Digha Puri
If have the resorces.
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Poetry – Inside the Chest
Poet – Jotsna Jari
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mera payer jab aye
khoda(Allah) ki prem barsaye
may keya karu
dil ghabraye
prem barsaye.
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Fountain of tears inside chest
Just like the Falgu River
The top is just sand and sand
The water is lying down …
.
In cute moon night
When the birds fall asleep
One or two stars fell away
Hearing the sound
Standing face to face
The days left behind
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[ N.B :-
1.
“mera payer jab aye
khoda (Allah) ki prem barsaye
may keya karu
dil ghabraye
prem barsaye . “
– This shyeri means :-
When my love comes
Just then the rain of God’s love comes
What will I do?
My mind is now perplexed
It’s raining love all around.
2.
Falgu is simply the mythical name
of an Indian River.
This river has only sand.
If you dig up some sand,
You will receive water. ]
Poetry – Love
Poet – Jotsna Jari
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Restless mind turns around
Loves
Comes closer
Sitting next to me
Is its name love
Tell someone …
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On the green carpet
In poetry without happiness
Whom the mind wants to get
Is equal to Asare-Galpo
Is its name love
still don’t know
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Floats in the flow of time
How many canvases
How many pictures are drawn
Something remains
Just stay with
Is its name love
Tell someone.
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[ N.B- Asare-Galpo means
Unrealistic fiction.
It’s from Bengali language. ]
Poetry: Passage
Poet: Jotsna Jari
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In the salty water of pain
From being small
has become a point.
.
Don’t look for me anywhere
Within me the seven Heavens
Equal to Earth can enter
.
I’m on the way to noise
Never walked …
Life floating in Benozal
Who knows why so much
It hurts …
.
How much was demanded
Don’t know anything so …
Infinitely very cold
Freezing dream
Know there will be fountain.
.
[ N.B- Benojal means Flooded water.
It’s Bengali Language. ]
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Poetry – Stinging
Poet – Jotsna Jari
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How the mind is in dawn
I call you
It’s evening yet now
It’s not time …
.
Still spend the morning
Can’t spend the afternoon
Sleep will escape at night
Go to bed as much as you can.
.
What do you mean
you understand
There are tears in eyes
Needle in the chest.
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Poetry : Careless
Poet : Jotsna Jari
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Near to one of the unseen world
Just a ledger
In the heat of living sun
To be frustrated
To find a way…
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Throwing a couple of leaves the tree
How easy it is to laugh
Feathers of the bird fall off
Yet fly away…
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Even the river in rainy season
Sings humming song like a teenager
Walking around with ducklings
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Lifelong
Carefree mind
At end of the noise
Just sleeps in dream
Kissing the lips.
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