Species
Another life was screaming with pain
at that moment years ago.
The noon busy in picking clouds
lifted its warm face; the hospital
smelled like disinfectant
was the life itself.
My father looked at the window pane.
A robin was drawn as sitting
on a branch of lively April tree.
I had something in blood from the bird
blended, mingled to evolve into
a new species begun with me.
© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
Baby II
Welcome earthling
to this planet shrinking everyday.
Sincerely, the burden of hope
is on you
to take the baton and continue.
Only your path is slimy
with the black blood we have spread.
© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
Thoughts
Thoughts are seeing us from within
and describing our worst;
mimicking our small habits;
drawing charcoal caricatures
on their hidden canvas.
“Men!” they exclaim, “Are just mammals
without our luminous presence.”
© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


Comments: 45
I very much like the direction your work has been heading Sir.
Thanks
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Blessings and best wishes - S.
Thank you for posting this to The Surreal Circus.
blended, mingled to evolve into
a new species begun with me.
I love this verses, beautiful!
thank you for sheering
great work
Excellent Writing My Friend. Excellent.
Thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting
Very nice poetry. Brings up some interesting thoughts...