To Young Daughters
How you carry scars of grown-ups,
and consider them as cadaver of exigency,
with the torture of that tender fidelity in
persistent struggles, but keen for apotheosis.
For you relations are an actual manifestation
under grandiloquent bedspreads,
sad mystifications, under the dearth of
overriding identities, with many hidden negations,
Form for you is linked to desire, and not to a 'hokum'
Now you ’re growing, jotting is overhead,
An unborn tense soul recovers
a radical innocence that is narcissistic
My God in Your World
The world is 'dacha' for cover consent
of inhuman things rather than
the sharp moments through which
human's being burns into God's relics.
When I say God, I mean higher
than those non-realistic subjects
out of which every symbol emerges.
When I say world I mean lower
than the raw realities of actual
societies in which every cut-throat goes
in the name of colour and race.
How to find that God
and end this white pattern?
It is between the God and me,
As some dark threads are needed.
The power of a golden sun within,
Melting my hard heart,
Burning out the remnants of
my sin of subhuman testimony.
I promise no tomorrow,
There’s no longing for the past,
But we still have promises
in every robin’s song.
In the depth of despair,
there is a gulf of grief,
The hurting soul can’t
remove its own heartbreak.
Sandeep Kumar Mishra is a bestseller author, an outsider artist, a poet, a teacher and the poetry editor at Indian Poetry Review. He has received "Readers Favorite Award-21", "Indian Achievers Award-21",IPR Poetry Award-2020 and Literary Titan Book Award-2020. He was shortlisted for "2021 International Book Awards", "Indies Today Book of the Year Award 2020" and "J B Boone Poetry Prize 2021" and "Oprelle Poetry Prize 2021".