A Vagabond and a Wizard

Mon Kamon Kora Somoy – Timeless Missing

2011-03-07T22:09:00.001+05:30

Part 1

You pattered against
My drenched window seal,
I watched you
Slowly
Touching the glass,
With a silent clang,
And then
Move down
Breaking and joining
The others
The little thin streams
That collected
Into little puddle
On the other side
You have been knocking
At my window since dawn
I have been watching your every move,
Sometimes,
Tracing your path with my
Shy yet determined fingers,
Sometimes watching
You getting gathered
Into confident droplets
You pattered ceaseless
As I watched you
From the other side.

Part 2

I recall your smile
Among the patterns made
By those raindrops
On the other side of my
Close window.
I recall
How your wet hair
Laid carelessly
Over your shoulders
After that refreshing bath
I recall how soft yet delightful
Your long fingers
Could draw sensations
Over me
But the raindrops and the little streams
That keeps following
Alone the window pane
Is tortuously quiet
It never breathes
Like you do
Over my ears
It never giggles
Even when the lightening strikes
The clouds grumble
Like you do
After my attempts
To make a joke
Raining for a while now,
Raining on, reminding
Me of moments shared
I miss you, beside
My empty self.

Words by : Wanderer
Picture by : Aritra

Causalities – a take on time

2010-11-17T07:05:00.001+05:30

A heart beat matching
The ticking clock.
Events unfolding behind.
The rhyme remembers
The pace.
The self fails to.
"BLANK NARRATION OF
THINGS THAT HAPPENED
THE PREVIOUS DAY"
It is past.
It is a factual part of history.
The ticking watch
Beats around...
The beating heart
Fails to.

Time has various facets, some are joyous, some morose...sometimes busy, sometimes lazy... sometimes sunny and sometimes rain-drenched...sometimes it is vibrant with festivities--and at times it brings boredom of loneliness.

Dear reader coming your way is a series of our offerings on time called SHOMOY - the moments. SHOMOY is a Bengali word meaning time. Here we depict the different faces of time through our painted words and written images. So watch out for

SHOMOY - the moments

Signing off... ARiTRA :)

Destination Unknown

2010-11-06T16:06:00.001+05:30

Destination unknown
A feathered cap
A weathered coat
A pair of spirited shoes
Tell the tale of my look.
My eyes are stained
My glasses crude.
A happy tune
Upon my mouth
I am walking down
That bending road
The "t" post gestures
A hearty salute
A sultry breeze
Flutter about

Who walks ahead
Who walk ahead
My mind repeats
What meets the eyes
Distant footfalls
Beckon me on-
Walk fast
Oh! jolly go walker
Catch up fast!!!

Words by : Wanderer
Picture by : Aritra

Markings on a Drenched Leaf

2010-09-26T17:58:00.001+05:30

An ancient tale written across a little leaf

Settled for a few moments,

Waiting for the stream to move it further,

Carrying away the unfinished tale...

Words by : Wanderer
Picture by : Aritra

Her Anklets Whisper

2010-08-27T20:49:00.001+05:30

Her anklets whisper
To the nearby grass blades,

The reclining sun
Will come again
The day might be
Drawing close
The evening
Might soothe
Her soul
But she is waiting
For the new day
To come
To hold her close
To tell her
"Your anklets
Told me,
You were here
Waiting..."

Words by : Wanderer
Picture by : Aritra

Wondering...

2010-08-20T11:22:00.003+05:30

Wondering...

Will there be a day?

When I will

Let you blindfold me,

Then hold my hand,

And take me

Away,

Far away...

With my eyes closed

I might fall,

Get lost

In the jostling crowd about.

But you will be around.

holding my stand,

Leading the path.

Letting me only hear.

I might struggle

I might get frightened...

Yet, you will

Never let go of me.

Patiently explain...

There is nothing to fear.

Nothing to feel threatened of.

Lead me out of the mayhem.

Lead me "not to the stars."

But to a place quiet.

Where I can breathe.

I will feel

The sea breeze.

Feel the waves...

Touching my feet.

Feel the soft evening

Over my face.

And slowly slip away.

Into a comforting slumber.

Wondering...

Will there be

Ever

Such a day?

Words by : Wanderer
Picture by : Aritra

The Tale of Footprints

2010-08-16T13:15:00.003+05:30

Footprints

Left on the wake

Of dawn...

These were not washed

The waves have not erased

Their presence.

Wondering

Where the owner

Went....

Words by : Wanderer
Picture by : Aritra

Walk with me

2010-08-12T11:50:00.001+05:30

Walk with me

Till the raindrops

Touch our feet.

Walk with me

Till my silence

feel your words.

Walk with me

Till the roads

overlap.

Walk with me

Till I

Forget those

Painful moments.

Walk with me

For I need you

By my side.

While I stand

Facing the ocean

While I watch

The sun

Closing the day

While I wait

For the night.

To steal me away...

Walk with me...

Words by : Wanderer
Picture by : Aritra

Recall

2010-06-11T02:32:00.005+05:30

The more I recall
The more it pains
The gushing winds
The falling leaves
The parting soul
The visible darkness
The lovely shadow
Still remains...
Words would never fill the gap
Tears would never call him back
Sighs would moan the moments-
Perhaps, lost in the ocean of love.

Words by : Wanderer
Picture by : Aritra

So little time…

2010-06-01T07:07:00.006+05:30

It is burning out,
The blue hue,
That hold the songs of life,
The power of knowledge,
And the smokey death,
The filter,
What filters
My hopes or agonies,
My joy or pain,
The yellow helium
Proves nothing more,
Nothing apart from
The strange delirium,
The late night trace,
I keep suffering from.

Words by : Wanderer

Picture by : Aritra

After a long time

2010-04-23T07:57:00.006+05:30

After a long time I sat down to do some work on graphical designing. Though the thoughts were a bit rusty but I managed to pull off this one. Here is what Wanderer wrote after seeing the picture :

You blew the wind
Onto my sail....

The river gurgling
Into the sea
In the distance...
A song in my lips...

To company
My beating heart...

The grass beds
Along the shores
Sway their head.

Leap of Joy

2010-04-06T20:54:00.002+05:30

I do know

That you are here

But only for moments.

I do know

That you will leave

That moment

I touch you

But still

Each time

That you come

Forward

And touch the shore

Each time will

I leap in ecstasy

Shredding my binds,

Forgetting the stigmas

Will I rejoice

Will I celebrate

with the leap of joy.

Words by : Wanderer

Picture by : Aritra

She Walks in Beauty…

2010-04-05T22:40:00.001+05:30

Yes she walks in beauty,
And the rays salute her grace,
The waves wipe of the sand
Below her feet
She walking with grace,
Closing an old book
Behind her
Opening a new chapter
Ahead of her
She walks in grace
By the blazing sun.

Words by : Wanderer

Picture by : Aritra