Poems by Charudutta Panigrahi

Just Be

a poem by

Charudutta Panigrahi

Right here and now
I pine for me
For more of me to me
For an independent me
To be only me
Not aligning
Not maligning
Not surrounding
But a lone reaper singing in the fields
And coming back to myself
Right here and now.

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Who am I?
Running from mirror to mirror
Held not by me
But souls known
Are they known?
There is no known sky
No known cloud,
No known air,
No known leaves,
Why should souls be known?
I wouldn’t know
Who am I?

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Unknown

a poem by

Charudutta Panigrahi

I asked the night, last night, where was I
The moon replied, in the high tide
The swelling mirror of waves
The unruly pulses
In the plebiscite of likes n not much likes
In the wait for morning stars to lead me out of me
Is it that I cannot be me
Or can’t be with me.
I asked the night, last night, where was I?

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Identity

a poem by

Charudutta Panigrahi

Identity
His life asked him his identity
I say it’s an unseasonal drop on the pane,
Just a vagabond bard,
A silent crooner
Sans a meaning.

Meaning is a frame
A frame which defines,
But a drop is a drop
From somewhere up to somewhere down,
From a vastness to a vastness
A drop, a bard, a nothing…
When has a no thing been any thing?
His life asked him his identity,
I say it’s any thing that’s your thing…

(On my way to office today, amidst weeping clouds, to be something)

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Grey Goose

a poem by

Charudutta Panigrahi

How much do I trespass,
How much do I rock,
How much do I disorient,
I pledge now to trudge along,
Splash water playing on a dark rainy road,
All within.

Grey never colours,
Would never it seems,
But this heart,
Would never,
Stop in grey.

This shiver and darkness don’t move,
What do I do?

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Here and Now

a poem by

Charudutta Panigrahi

Am I here,
Am I now,
There is stillness within,
The neons outside look foolish,
Someday they would know,
But till then let me blink in duet.

Many are gone,
Many more to trudge along,
Some moment,
When the wind blows fresh,
I’d be here and now!

Till the skylark looks back,
I am here and now.

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Then

a poem by

Charudutta Panigrahi

There were no shackles,
no pretensions,
we were all full,
with life in exuberance.
I did not know that times change,
so fast,
the young are gone,
life is shackled,
none to preserve the moments,
where am I
and where do I head?
She brought life,
she cried for us,
She was the epitome.
She is gone,
the lights get dim,
so sudden,
so fast,
She taught me the temporariness,
the hollow.
For the rest of the period,
I would strive to get her,
out of the closet.

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Whole Sky

a poem by

Charudutta Panigrahi

The stars are asking,
If you know who I am?
I am the whole, the journey.

The stars are asking,
If you know what I do?
I reflect, with my gaze.

The stars are asking,
If you know where I go?
I go nowhere, I traverse all.

The stars are asking,
If you know why I am?
I am what I am, a pebble with moss.

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A Priori

a poem by

Charudutta Panigrahi

Beyond the wailing weeds,
stood the shocked eyes,
not a hand to pat,
not a soul left
to cry on,
there I go,
a being with myself,
waiting for the same,
snub.
Heart is for heart’s sake
if tears are for the parched,
let me drink,
the nectar of deprivation.

I see my SUN,
my MOON,
till demise,
I breathe,
sans humanity.

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