10th November 1991
A Beautiful Life
'I had a glass of rum, three cigarettes and a daydream at three thirty nine A. M on Wednesday, when Life was taking turns at a road in the big mountains. I heard some strange noises like paranoid schizophreniacs do and there I heard Tiresias saying - - 'Beware of the plague that will ruin your imagination' What is imagination? ?
This was something that I intended to pass off as a poem, but I didn't feel like it met the necessities of being a poem.. Yet, I had a strange urge to share this.. So, I shared it as a quote....
'The evenings and days and nights, and everything in between.. I have your thoughts on my mind You breathe upon my shoulders at night when I go to sleep, In my dreams and nightmares It's you - enjoying a sojourn - a vague promenade across my heart with spiked boots, None shall remember how You and I have had written stories upon stones, Hyerogliphs upon the walls of the cave that I live in, Protecting your memories like rose plant in a barren desert... What have I done? What had you done to me? ? What spell, what magic potion have you intoxicated me with that I can neither sleep nor forget your words.. And the sun does not shine anymore, the moon has lost it's glow.. At twilight, everyday, I hope for the sun to go down in the river and re-awakwn with a fresh soul, a heart free from your tar.. But it beats for you only... The evenings are lonely, the nights lonlier... There are no silver lines on the horizion, there's no diamond ring waiting for me, neither is there a white dress... All that is there is your memories, and memories of a Love that never came out of the womb, And that shall be my downfall, I will happily one day go to the sea, and like the sun will go down in it, surrending myself into the pure water and still my soul will love you...'
This not really an original poem by me, but was written in response to 'Clenched Soul' by Pablo Neruda.. I continued the thought in the poem, particularly of a few lines, that I came across there...
''The greatest challenge for an artist is to find the magnificent in the mediocore''
This is an idea that came to me while I was responding to a comment on my poem ''Moonlight and Fireflies''...
07 Oct 2016 09:25
Some of the 'poetic voices': * I’m leaving / To start playing / In the new mask (Anna Banasiak, Poland) * The Clouds and its rays / Absorbing the mists of yesterday (Tom Billsborough, UK) * Some are born like paper dolls / Hand-drawn and made with scars (Mayjorey Buendia, The Philippines) * Travelers sat by its side and then walked away / Leaving their pain behind (Asavri Dhillon, India) * but the time is running away from me / the universe was a bright spring, a burning rainbow (Istvan Dan Uriel Molnar, Sweden) * the blade was not sharp. / the cutting not done / they kept cutting, / cutting (Souren Mondal, India) * When the icebox that shields my heart is now a glacial tomb / a memoir of bridges burned along the way (Anitah Muwanguzi, Uganda) * There is no war, there is no pain, and there is no bloody battle. / She plays a flute and dances with perpetual light. (Marcondes Pereira, Brazil) * Time knows no beginning or end / Old Buildings wave and wend, / And the words live on in the wind.. (Marianne Larsen Reninger, USA) * For me concept has its initiator, / I'm colourless, / Colour is in my vision. (Anzelyne Shideshe, Kenya) * The World is still old / With lines drawn by guns (Udaya R. Tennakoon, Sri Lanka)
05 Apr 2016 09:37
I am amazed by Souren' Mondal's poetic skill.His writings are very powerful, sensitive and unique in style.His poems have immense depth and insight.He is always eager to improve upon his writings.I love to read his comments on poems.He goes deep into a poem and analyses it from various angle.He is a social activist and most of his poems reflect his rebel against social injustice.Souren has a great future in literature.
27 Feb 2016 03:20
Souren is one of my favorite poets on poemhunter.com. Reading a single poem by him makes you want to read more of him. His work has deep impact on the reader and you just can't ignore his writings. His work reflects his sensitivity n his beautiful soul. He is not only an incredible poet but I can see a social activist in him too. I believe he is a gifted individual and will go far in his poetic journey. And what's most endearing about him is that he is absolutely honest. Blessings n best wishes Souren.