Showing posts with label MRITYUNJAY JHA POETRY. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MRITYUNJAY JHA POETRY. Show all posts

Saturday, November 26, 2022

Tuesday, November 22, 2022

Thursday, November 17, 2022

THREE HAIKU POEMS


 1.

Flowers-

fragile beauty 

Lover's delight. 


2.

Late November afternoon 

The sky wears

a sad look. 


3.

Last rain

in the summer 

Lover's goodbye kiss. 


(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

Tuesday, November 15, 2022

BEAUTY IN A WAR


 

Tanks roll on without hesitation 

Shelling goes unabated 

Air becoming thick with human blood 

Flowers are groaning 

Birds dashing to the other side

of the border

Fruits are rotten in orchards

Bridges breaking suddenly

Communication is the casualty

Children taking joyride in their toys 

completely unaware of the sirens blaring out imminent destruction 

War is immortal. 


There are other ways to protest a war 

than mass rallies in Berlin. 

A band playing Mozart 

in a dilapidated church. 

An anonymous artist making murals in the rubbles of what was once a thriving city. 

How naive it is to create beauty out of destruction !

Each piece of ruins is a helpless testimony to our collective failures. 



(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

Thursday, November 10, 2022

TWO HAIKU POEMS


 1.

 Rocks-

 dry bones 

 of Civilization. 


2.

 Snow falling steadily 

 Leaves bathed in whiteness 

 Warm memories of love. 



(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

Friday, October 28, 2022

TWO HAIKU POEMS


 1.

Tulips bloom in 

the cruellest month of April 

Memory of lost love. 


2.

Every bud wrenching 

to become flower soon

Lovers waiting for the Spring.


(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

Thursday, October 27, 2022

TWO HAIKU POEMS

 1.

Stormy weather 

Birds dashing to their nests 

A child adjusting his kite. 


2.

An artist drawing an image 

entangled lines and twisted shapes 

Spring brings symmetry. 


(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

Saturday, October 22, 2022

LIGHT AND DARK (MICROPOEM)


 Each day begins with morning 

and ends in night 

the air smells of weariness 

light and dark live 

in perpetual confusion. 



(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

Friday, October 21, 2022

THREE HAIKU POEMS



 1.

White marble dome 

awash in cool moonlight 

Lovers in fire of passion. 


2.

Rain is over 

Paperboats sailing in village ponds

Eyes can't capture all beauties. 


3.

Cherry blossoms in countryside

Raindrops on the sidewalks 

Love tastes like autumn air. 


(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

Tuesday, October 18, 2022

MOON, CLOUDS & BIRDS : - TWO HAIKU POEMS



 1.

The moon peeping 

through scattered dark clouds 

A child dreams of rainbow. 


2.

Harsh winter approaching 

Birds leaving for warmer climes

Human heart is still cold. 



(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

Monday, October 17, 2022

TWO HAIKU POEMS


 1.

Rain has just stopped 

Birds repairing their nests 

Love tastes like autumn air. 


2.

Bloomed lotus petals 

in still water of a pond 

Even a pebble can break peace. 



(C). -MRITYUNJAY JHA

Sunday, October 16, 2022

LOVE, WAR AND PEACE : TWO HAIKU POEMS


 1.

Fierce wind 

Tumultuous sea 

A lover finds peace. 


2.

Soft wind 

whispering a melody to grass 

Air raid sirens blare in a city.



(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

Saturday, October 15, 2022

TWO HAIKUS


 1.

Hazy moon

Squirrels searching nuts 

Lovers squeezing memories. 



2.

Winter morning 

Flowers still asleep

Birds leaving their nests. 



(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

Thursday, October 13, 2022

REFLECTION OF RIVER (POEM)



Thinking of river 
makes me sick of 
Love that doesn't last 
Cigarettes that melt in smoke
Boats that carry human bondage 
Longings that turn into loss
And, Water that becomes memory. 


(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA

Wednesday, October 12, 2022

MEMORY OF WATER (POEM)


 The night gathers momentum 

 The oil-lamp flickers in dark 

 After the supper a monk

 prepares to say the last prayer of the day

 that will dwell on forgiveness and peace.

 What matters in the end is -

 Whether we have forgiven ourselves and   made peace. 


(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

MISCELLANEOUS: A POEM

Birds desperately flying over  the rubbles scattered everywhere A mother searching her son suffering from terminal illness  The unborn babie...