FROM PROSE TO POETRY- AN EXPERIMENT:

There has been a lull around us for quite some time now. Confined to our homes, sometimes our thoughts seem confined too. Moreover, the anxiety about daily needs has apparently increased. But those at the front are doing everything for us, and the administration is trying its best too. One most important thing that all of us are realising about our environment is:

“Nature has by and large restored it’s balance within a surprisingly short span of time. And when our activities start we will destroy it again, within, not surprisingly, an even shorter span of time.”

From Prose to Poetry: 

A post on last part of Agatha Christie books has been due for quite some time. But it’s Hercule Poirot we are talking about. And choosing my top picks among them is proving a Herculean task. M. Poirot would of course say:

“It was obvious from the beginning to “me”. Choosing among ‘my’ cases has to be difficult. It shouldn’t be otherwise”.

So, while that work is in progress here are a couple of poems for the time being. As it happened, I decided to try a hand at poetry. Instead of choosing a new topic, I have converted a couple of previous posts. Hence the title “From Prose to Poetry- An Experiment”.

Experiment No. 1:

The first one is related to a wonderful experience we had some time back. The is relatable to the phenomenal healing we are witnessing right now. So even if you find the following poem ‘not bad’, do read it’s origins- “When They Sat On The Mulberry Tree”.

Once…..there sat on a Mulberry Tree:

Once there sat on a Mulberry Tree

Colourful birds of different species

They sat in it’s shade, they ate it’s fruits

Juicy, sweet, of reddish-purple hues

The tree blossomed around Autumn

The fruits ripened in Summers

The air was abundant with birds’ sweet hummers

There came a year when the tree

Was weighed down by fruits

It’s branches came to rest on a different roof

With the food came it’s rightful claimants    

Iora, Roller, Oriole and Barbets

Some extra fruits were picked by us

Some we ate, some we gave to the tree owner thus

We don’t know what we did was wrong

For since that year we have lost the throng

The tree owner cut the branches around Autumn

So the fruits don’t come, the tree doesn’t blossom

Without Rollers, Barbets, Orioles anymore

The wonderful winters feel quite sore

If that’s the effect of cutting one tree

What we do to our Earth is beyond belief

What our life would be without trees,

Without the flowers, birds, flies and bees

So think before you cut even a branch

For you don’t know to whose house it belongs

 

Experiment No. 2:

This somehow wasn’t coming in the language written for the original post. No explanation. But one thing is for sure “poetry” is really hard. So, putting forth my second experiment of “From prose to poetry”:

 

नीलकंठेश्वर की लालिमा:

मध्य प्रदेश के उदयपुर में खडा है अकेला उदयेश्वर  

शिव के इस मंदिर का एक नाम और है- नीलकंठेश्वर

लाल बलुआ ने दिया है इसको यह रुप

लालिमा से नहा उठता है नीलकंठेश्वर

जब चमकती है इस पर धूप

 

राजा भोज के वंशज राजा उदयादित्य

कहलाते हैं इसके निर्माता

लगता है जैसे कारिगरों के असंख्य हाथों में

विराजे थे विधाता

तश्तरी में परोसी हुई सी ये इमारत है उठती

ये वास्तुकला कहाती है भूमिजा पद्धती

 

 

बडे नीलकंठेश्वर के चारों ओर समाए हैं छोटे-छोटे नीलकंठेश्वर  

और एक अकेला, उत्सुक मनुष्य बैठा है सबसे ऊपर

क्या रहस्य है उसका, ज़्यादा कोइ नहीं जानता

कलश के नीचे बैठे जैसे दूर तक है निहारता

हमने सुना है-

इस मंदिर को बनाने वालों में वो भी एक था

एक दिन काम में पूरा खो गया

 

 

 

 

सूरज ढले वो नीचे उतर ना पाया

और पत्थर में ढल गई उसकी काया

 

 

 

जो भी रहस्य हो अब बिना उसके मंदिर

पूरा लगता नहीं

काम में ऐसा डूबा कि उसकी नश्वर काया

अमर हो गई

आप भी कभी इस सुंदर कलाक्रुति को देखने पधारें

कभी ठंड की ढलती धूप में इसकी अद्भुत लालिमा को निहारें

 

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