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Geetima Baruah Sarma, 25 october 2012
HORIZON
Strolling on the sandy beach,
Enjoying the cool gentle breeze,
I looked at the people around.
Little children built sand-castles,
Young couples sat close together,
Elderly people enjoyed the waves.
My eyes fell upon a pair -
A grandchild and a grandfather,
Talking and munching ground-nuts.
One rising sun, the other setting...
Miles apart, yet, both rising and setting
At the same place - the horizon.
[Published in the 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Saturday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune' on 13 August 2011]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 23 march 2012
RECREATION
The aroma of green tea,
Palm-laced beaches by the sea,
Beautiful thundering waterfalls,
Shopping spree at the malls,
A rejuvenation with a spa,
Christian pilgrimage in Goa,
Fresh snowfalls shivering the bone,
Pristine perfection carved in stone,
Enchanting wildlife on a safari,
The cushiest ride ever on a Ferrari,
Temple shrines representing reliance,
Heavenly Kashmir witnessing romance,
Expedition towards the majestic summit,
Gurgling rivers meandering proceed,
Just a glance through a kaleidoscope,
Fragments of India's recreation, wow!
[Published in the 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Saturday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune' on 2 July 2011]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 22 march 2012
SALUTATIONS TO 'KALAGURU'
Salutations to you,
O Kalaguru,
Your love for culture,
Your songs about Nature,
Are still on our lips,
As treasure one keeps...
A versatile genius you were,
Your deeds shall never wear,
Your portrait of Sankardeva
And title bestowed for Tandava,
Rabha Sangeet your creations
And Siraj your direction,
Your acting in Era Bator Sur
And Ban Theatre in Tezpur...
An urge to demolish evil from nation,
Your lyrics reflected revolutionary notion,
For the need to uplift Assamese society,
You penned the book Axomiya Kristi...
[Published in the souvenir 'Umrong' on 20 June 2011]
Short note: This poem is a tribute to Bishnu Prasad Rabha, the great multi-faceted personality of Assam. Born on 31 January 1909, he was an established singer, a composer and a lyricist. His songs are known as 'Rabha Sangeet'. He was an extremely talented actor, film director and dancer. He was awarded the title 'Kalaguru' by Dr. Sarvapalli Radhakrishnan at Varanasi for his mesmerizing 'Tandava' dance of Lord Shiva. He also painted portraits of many great saints and penned several books in Assamese. He passed away on 20 June 1960. To commemorate this versatile genius, every year 20th June is celebrated as 'Bishnu Rabha Divas' in Assam.
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 17 march 2012
RONGALI BIHU
Spring has arrived
And Bohag beckons,
Parents await their
Homeward sons.
The cuckoo sings
And kopou blooms,
Dancers dance
To the Bihu tunes.
Tinge of jetuka
On the delicate hands,
Offering Bihuwan
To pay reverence.
Chira, pitha, laru,
Home-made delicacies,
Muga mekhela-chador,
Pride of the ladies.
Dhol, pepa, gogona,
Rendition by Husori,
Merriment fills the aura,
Ah! Spirit of Rongali!
[Published in the e-magazine 'Bordoichila' on 15 April 2011]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 15 march 2012
FREEDOM
A step to freedom,
If bitter bygones fade,
As deeds all done,
Now cannot be undone.
A step to freedom,
If detachment prevails,
Nothing to call mine,
Sign of a stable mind.
A step to freedom,
If equality perceived,
Decrease in suffering,
Experience of blessing.
A step to freedom,
If senses subdued,
Command with will power,
Command over laziness.
A step to freedom,
If struggle persists,
To escape bondage,
To enjoy liberty.
A step to freedom,
If human nature identified,
Contrast in being and acting,
Harmony of soul and body.
[Published in the magazine 'The Hudaang' in April 2011 issue]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 14 february 2012
BOND WITH MUSIC
Fingers dance on the strings
Melodious tunes begin to flow
Sweet music soothes the ears
Ah! Relaxation simply serene.
Life's monotonous sans music,
Music, talent of the Divine
And language of the soul,
Bonds a person with God.
A communication beyond words...
heals the deepest wound,
Intense emotions outpour gently
And feelings, so sensitive -
Like a tiny dew-drop
Glittering on a tender leaf.
[Published in 'melange', the Sunday supplement of 'The Sentinel' on 15 August 2010]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 11 february 2012
MISERY
Why is misery
Ruling the world?
We strive for pleasure
But land up with misery!
As clocks tick
And moments fleet,
We slowly realize -
Misery is a teacher,
Showing us the path
To face life's realities.
[Published in the 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Saturday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune' on 19 June 2010]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 19 september 2012
HAIKU 1
crimson sky
a pair of mynahs
pen and sheet
[Published in 'Your Space' of the e-journal 'Muse India' on 2 August 2011]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 2 february 2013
DIGBOI
Located in Tinsukia district of Assam,
In the north-eastern part of India,
The town stands with pride
As it has the first refinery in Asia.
During the nineteenth century,
While a railway track was being laid,
Crude oil was accidently discovered
And the place got its name, it’s said.
“Dig boy dig” were the words,
When the first oil well was dug,
Digboi still remains unique
As it has the oldest producing Oil Park.
[Published in the souvenir 'Yuletide Jamboree' at Digboi Club Annual Meet held from 18 to 25 December 2011]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 6 march 2012
REMEMBERING NETAJI
Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose,
Born on twenty-third January,
A great inspiring leader,
The greatest patriot of our country.
He formed the Azad Hind Fauj,
Or the Indian National Army,
Left the Congress party,
With difference of opinions
With Gandhiji.
Netaji roused the words -
'Give me blood and
I will give you freedom',
Awoke the youth of India,
Instilled into them
The fire of nationalism.
Chalo Dilli and Jai Hind,
Netaji shouted the slogans,
We'll remember you, Netaji,
Every year always and again.
[Published in the 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Saturday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune' on 22 January 2011]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 2 march 2012
NIGHT QUEEN
She appears bright as ever
At the onset of night,
Steadily wades across the canopy
Amidst the twinkling stars.
Her phases attract the star-gazers
And elegance fascinates the composers,
I stare at her mesmerized,
Admire her queenly grace.
She reigns in the dark hours,
Sprinkles silvery light around...
But her shine fades down
As her benefactor arises -
Majestically from the eastern horizon
To sustain life all around.
She's no match with the reverend,
But in shape and shine during the nights,
Oh! She has some moments though
To outshine and prove her might.
She shuns her majesty's brilliance,
Casts a shadow to form a night,
Displays her feat to myriad spectators
Watching the eclipse, a celestial sight.
[Published in 'melange', the Sunday supplement of 'The Sentinel' on 12 December 2010]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 1 march 2012
RELATIONSHIP
I remember those words,
That Shakespeare once wrote -
The world is a stage,
And we are all actors.
Are we really actors?
Do we actually play roles?
Our relationships... oh, yes!
We act in so many roles!
When we are children,
We are with our parents;
When we are parents,
We are with our children.
When we are students,
We are with our teachers;
When we are just souls,
We are with The Supreme Soul.
[Published in the 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Saturday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune' on 27 November 2010]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 24 february 2012
SAVE WATER
Oh! Precious drops,
A view crystal clear,
Life without you,
A complete mess,
Perhaps a nightmare.
Your pleasant existence
Sustains survival,
To blades of grass,
Green paddy fields,
Greenery spreading out -
Touching the horizon,
Every living creature,
The chirping birds,
Flocks and herds,
Mankind as well.
A clarion call,
For each individual -
Let's join hands,
With purpose and mission,
To save every drop,
Every single day,
And live in fellowship,
Harmony with nature,
For healthy living,
Benefitting mutual welfare.
[Published in the 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Saturday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune' on 6 November 2010]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 23 february 2012
SILENT SUFFERERS
Judgement day arrived to
Determine success and failure.
Festivity and celebration
Ruled the institutions...
Sense of pride glowed
In the faces of those
Who had expectations,
Glorious smile shone
On the cheeks of those
Who burnt midnight's oil;
Except for the bulk
Who remained unsuccessful...
Depression, fear, shame
Reigned the pale young faces,
Feelings of guilt reflected
In the eyes of those
Who whiled away time.
But, my heart pained
For those unfortunate innocents -
Who just recovered from
Encephalitis or glaucoma,
And those puppets of fate
Who tried to cope with the loss
Of a parent or sibling.
Questions whirl in my mind
And I do wonder...
Can three hours judge the
Performance of tender brains -
Their intelligence, their brilliance?
The silent sufferers,
Tagged as failures,
Shed tears in solitude,
Their dreams being eclipsed -
Stare towards a bleak future.
[Published in 'melange', the Sunday supplement of 'The Sentinel' on 31 October 2010]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 21 january 2014
DEW-DROPS
Dew-drops,
Adorn a morn,
Glitter like pearls,
Cling on to cobwebs,
Rest on petals and grass,
As if to herald the golden sun,
And shine with a bright sparkle.
[Published in 'HighOnPoems' on 21 January 2014]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 12 march 2012
LOVE SUBLIME
Listened to the heart,
It whispered,
Fear not, go on...
Listened to the head,
It said,
O forget, go ahead...
Feelings versus thoughts,
Sandwich between the two,
She knew not what to do...
Dark circles appeared as silhouette,
On the fair and lovely face,
As nights rolled on sleepless...
Feelings caged behind
Mind and intellect,
Days rolled in melancholy...
Beautiful is love sublime,
Not at all on compromise,
Ah! A decision for destiny...
Listened to the heart,
Abound in love sublime,
Fearing not, stepping on...
The red carpet of roses,
Amidst life's prickly thorns,
To build her Eden...
To make dreams a reality,
By power of love sublime,
A home truly divine.
[Published in the e-magazine '7sisters' in March 2011 issue]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 13 february 2013
PANORAMA NORTH-EAST
Behold the beauty of Brahmaputra, (Assam)
Travel to Tawang for tranquility, (Arunachal)
Look at Loktak Lake the lifeline, (Manipur)
Cherish the charm of Cherrapunjee. (Meghalaya)
Cemetery at capital conveys courage, (Nagaland)
Balance on bamboos bring beams, (Mizoram)
Palaces of princes provide pleasure, (Tripura)
Rafting on river renders relish. (Sikkim)
[Published in the e-magazine 'Fried Eye' on 1 February 2012]
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16 may 2024
violetta
Może w lipcu będę miała takie wakacje:)
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słońce w płynie..
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Za jeszcze jeden rejs!
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Mam takie oko :)
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Zwierzęta upodobniły się do koloru otoczenia
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To naturalny suchy i pustynny klimat. I tam są
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Klimat taki, że nie był i raczej nie będzie,
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wielki wypas - był albo może będzie. kto wie...
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