The Journey Alone…person standing near lake

Fulfil Your Promise Mother


Ah! Which flowers do I offer unto you?

Away from you, they have lost all their nectar and withered away in agony.

What incense do I offer for your worship?

In torment of separation, they have all lost their holiness and sacred fragrance!

What candles will I lit for you Mother?

Alas! they have all lost their light and warmth.

As I sketch your portrait in all vagueness, you see through in silence; and admire and adore quietly, the songs I sing in your praise.

Seems you love to play through me in pain and pleasure and weep and smile alike!

Mother, I am all draped with the colour of this world, my heart is stained all black, and has turned dark in entirety,

It is time, to cleanse it Mother, and draw me to your lap,

It is time, you fulfil your promise!

©Debanjalee Sen, 2019

In the midst of the night


There she slept like a kind soul, with a little smile on her face, 

Seemed to me as if she had amassed all the wealth of the world.

Shall I ask her in the midst of the night, or shall I wait for the dawn to break!

It looked to me as if your touch had embraced her in dreams! 

Shall I ask her at the midst of the night? Or shall I wait for the dawn to break!

©Debanjalee Sen, 2018

I saw her waiting


I saw her waiting near the shrine, with a flower in her hand.

O! Master, take her in; she wants to offer that unto you.

She looked pious, humble but lost and shamed.

Help her O! Master, take her in.

In your name, she left the world behind; none other than you, she knows,

Accept her O! Master, take her in.

©Debanjalee Sen, 2018

My Little Poem


My poem is my homage to thee,
went to pluck flowers, but there were none.

Pardon me for that, as all were taken.
My lyrics are almost empty, as words die out when I sit to write.

Accept my little poem as my offering to thee.

My struggling notes are immortalized as they sing thy glory,

Accept my little poem as my offering to thee.

©Debanjalee Sen, 2018

There You Are


There you are within me, and I kept wandering all throughout the valley,

Through the steep pathways, the mountains and dark caves.

Veiled by ignorance, drowned by its mass, foolishness crept in…

And I look for “You” in my chants, in mantras, in telling the beads, in my lyrics, in my poetry!

I know not, where to find “You,” Where to seek “You.”

And I lit candles and incense and look for “You” in the fragrance.

I know not what to do, where to find “You”!

And there “You” are within me…

©Debanjalee Sen, 2018

The Lamp of Love


Flooding all the valley with her blackish smile, she stood alone at the corner of the dark cave.

The light of her knowledge lit the dark woods, and the aura of her love echoed through the mountains.

You are my own; you are my own, cried she.
Come here, my child, come near me, she said.
Do not be scared, hold the lamp of love and kindle your gloomy garden.
And play as much as you want.

You are free my child; you are free, cried she!

©Debanjalee Sen, 2018

The Bag of Nectar


Carrying the bag full of nectar on my shoulders, I walk on like a fool.
Knowing not, that I can taste it, I walk on like an ignorant beggar and go from door to door.

The long path takes me nowhere, and I ask them, if they know the road ahead, if they know whether there you stay?
None of them answer me and walk past me like strangers!

Ah! How stone hearted are they, full of vanity and ego, they talk not to me.
What neighbours are they, if they are not of any service!

I beg them to arrange our meeting for once, and I promise to be their bondservant forever!

©Debanjalee Sen, 2018


8 thoughts on “Poems

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  1. Daarun Lekhso! Another poetic brilliance by you in the name of “There You Are” . TBH, I liked this most than the pervious ones. Your poems are getting better and better. Keep writing.

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  2. Sorry for the delay. But those are some excellent poetries. Simple, easy to understand, and quite relatable. You are able to pen down some excellent stuff in the form of poetry. Keep writing and we will enjoy reading.

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