Monday 5 February 2024

Two Poems by O.P.Jha

 



For Victoria Amelina


 

O Amelina, you’ve left

many punctuation marks

and ellipses behind

that your land would recall

after the war

 

O Amelina, do you know

without you

this world would look barren

as a tree looks after the autumn

 

O Amelina, do you know

a mother will continue to search

a small sapling in her half- brunt garden

that she’d planted before the war

 

O Amelina, do you know

Ukrainian sunflowers will miss you

every morning

and write a poem with their falling petals

on the lips of the land

every evening.

 

Note: Victoria Amelina was Ukrainian author, who got severely injured by a Russian Iskander missile attack on 27th June, 2023. She succumbed to injury on 1st July, 2023 at the age of thirty seven.

 

 

 

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Talking Eyes

 

Some eyes meet

some eye-lashes blink

some narrate stories with no whisper

some drink poems with no susurration

 

some eyes have questions

pertaining to some tenses 

some eyes have answers

filling the void of some places   

 

sitting face to face

our eyes talked in a train

as a motion-picture they revealed something

as a still-picture they hid many things

 

reaching the destination

we felt- we’ve to go beyond 

some called it was a journey

some called it was destiny

 

to us it was a story in silence

an unsung humming in hearts

a poem in youthful lovely eyes

a canvas catching the rhythm of sighs.





O.P.Jha writes poems and fictions. His works have appeared in many reputed journals including “The Indian Literature”, “The Daily Tribune”, “Rigorous” (poems), “Rigorous” (Fiction), “Mantis”, “You Might Need To Hear This”, “Punt Volat”, “Zoetic Press” etc.. He is the author of an inspiring book “Management Guru Lord Krishna”. He has a Doctorate degree in “Translation Studies”. Email: opjha189@yahoo.com , twitter: @OP Jha17 

 


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