Musings from the Valley

By Kaushik Ghosh

This collection of poems is a reflection of the emotions, experienced by the poet, in a picturesque valley. As is evident from the title, all the poems of this collection were written in the valley itself. The book contains a collection of around 80 poems of different genres. Couplets, free verse, quatrains

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ukiyoto Publishing
• Release date: Sep 29, 2022
• ISBN: 9789360490720

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For Someone’s Eyes

What’s there inside your eyes?

Deeper than an ocean,

Brighter than clear blue sky –

What lies deep in your eyes?

Darker than a sorrow

And lighter than a dream.

The joys which you borrow

Your nightmares and your screams

Do hover in your eyes.

A diver here I go –

Looking for what’s within

Soaked in your joy, sorrow

Some pearls I’ve found therein.

Well, that much is my gain

With pearls, back to my boat –

In that old sun and rain.

In your eyes my boat floats.

The Wanderer and the Tree

A weary wanderer here I come

Looking for shelter under the sun.

Won’t you spare a stretch of your shade?

The sun is up and its long before it fades.

Looking for solace all this time,

Found your shade – serene and sublime.

Will you spare a patch of this shade?

The sun is high enough and its long before it fades.

I won’t be here forever. You know.

Till then will you keep away the rain and snow?

I’ll be lying still beneath the grass blades,

The sun is still high and it will take long to fade.

And when my foot sores will hurt no more,

I’ll move on, I’ll move on for sure!

I’ll relinquish the space under your shade,

Although the sun will still be high enough to fade.

Haiku III

Streams

Two parallel streams flow.

Confluence! Back to courses

But streams same no more.

Haiku IV

Traveler

Traveler finds a tree.

Weary. Rests a while in shade.

Has to go away.

Mystic Cafe

The sky was pouring molten love

And the whole town was getting wet;

We took the road that went through woods

Till our way back home we forget.

Stopped by a café, a mystic

one, we were sitting side by side –

We sipped our cups and our eyes met,

We are out on a joyous ride.

And it was then when our cups changed –

I sipped your drink and you sipped mine,

I saw molten pearls in your eyes

And you caressed pains in my whine.

The mystic café and the trees

With the sky pouring drops sublime