Buddha : Poem by Neelabh Sourav

 Buddha 

(In the hands of Artist  Champak Borbora..)

Poet- Neelabh Sourav 

Translation from Assamese by-

Gayatri Devi Borthakur

There is no god in the Poetry

If conception is the greatest frieght of zero 

Future is the foundation/base of death 

Then past must be the darkest one 

If a warrior is on a  sleepless/ever awake symbol like horse 

All the irony of peace is worthless 

Dazzling ornaments of unornamented Kuchakumbha

Anklet of Adhamarga and 

 If a  stanza of a song is contentment 

What is the power of wine that  is  the frolic of king

Is the  depression of the subjects 

 Till  now where is Buddha in the Poetry of  Antyakhyari metre 

In the same reflective/so and so life?

A pair of Mynah   pecks  and sprinkles sunshine dropped down on the ground 

Where is Buddha 

In the journey of  one day started with great happiness.

After evening  by making four walls against the songs of Crickets

I enter  

Closing my eyes 

I search for Buddha 

 Again I die for one day 

Awaking later on 

If I depress 

After reading this poem too 

Then where is Buddha

After a rape 

A  pair of downcast  

breast coat 

Buddha or  the swans of the  Muse/Swarswati 

Malted sheath is the   uattractive arum  or  the simile of  the hated river 

In the magical blue of non-existent 

The imagery of  a poet is sketched in the suspended corner of  the third eye.

That's the last law

Readers are howling 

There is no Buddha in the Poetry  titled 'Buddha '

Where!Where is!

In the blood .In the brothel.

In the guest-thouse .

No where.

In the deer-race the turban of the labours stricks the paws of  the machines.

In the shelter of  a powerful one who is the half-fed reel?Why?

Answer is  certain if Buddha is met?

Still in love of contentment readers may search  for Buddha 

At the end of all the confusing concepts of occupying countrys 

All the Historians  died declaring war as  the worst thing 

 Smashing  the kingly horoscope  of  a clergyman's sack 

A new challenger is in the imaginations of a philosopher 

In the borders of the wealthy     

Weaks  

The bom of infiltration blasts 

At the end of   all the plunderings the backbone of   independence breaks

The poet will  put an end to his pen/ terminate  his pen after the search  of Buddha

The poem will come to an end after a few time.  

Have patience.

The poet becomes the gatekeeper of  schools if Buddha is there in the school bags of  the children. 

No.

No one was born to be  oppressed/Dalit.

To be servant. 

It is sure that someone forced/oppressed at the bigging 

 All the priests 

 The philosophers 

 The scholars 

 The rulers 

Failed 

  Why for?

Buddha is the East-West  of the answer 

The poet will be in great calamity in not meets 

Buddha will know-- at last at the end such  faith 

Where  the poet will go 

After  a passage in the Digholipukhuri 

To the Artist Avenue ?

On a wall of the Artist Avenue 

Champak Borbora  drew and hung a picture of  Buddha 

In the frame on a  magical smoky path 

Buddha is departing/proceeding..