Tag Archives: pensive

Can I Escape You?

I tried debunking her presence
that looms around me
day and night
making those tender emotions
derelict and denounce

And every attempt to
prow my drowning soul
is deprived
by some unknown gale
levitating from your eyes
draped in some vicious kohl

Even when I am able to escape your captivation for some tiny spell
my atman remain unrest
for regardless of how dark your essence is
it will always remain a place
I can call my own

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

His Vice

Her pleated skirt
with stripes of black and white
swirling around
Like some floating clouds

And her carefree dance
holding his sight in the first glance
and as she twirled to the accordion’s tune,
captivating him from night to noon

And all the foundered talks
lost in some dark abyss
came surging back
questioning his beliefs

But such was her stance
abstruseness was written
in her every glance

while she swayed to glory
blithe, gyrating
unearthing one surprise at a time
from the chest of her quarry
he remained in oblivion with precipitated eyes
anxious to discover his next vice

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

The Unheard Yore

Yet another Hindi poem of mine translated into English for my global fellow bloggers. Thanks for your love and support ❤️😇

गिरा हज़ार दफा में
हिम्मत भी जाता रहा
तेरी परछाईयों का
फिर भी पीछा करता रहा

कश्मकश नहीं
ना ही कोई शक कि गुंजाइश है
ना भय ना आक्रोश
बस इक अनसुनी फरमाइश है

मुझे यकीन है
आज नहीं तो फिर कभी
वह सुबह आएगी
जब इन परछाईयों से परे
तू इक एहसास बन मुझ मॆ बस जायेगी

शान्तनु बरुआ

I have fallen many times
the courage has also dwindled a bit
Despite all the impending hurdles
I followed your shadow never called quits

Neither there’s hesitation
nor space for any doubt
no fear exists
nor the angst
the only lingering thought if any
is my unheard yore from the past

I am certain
today or maybe tomorrow
the morning will dawn
when beyond these shadows
you will stay
never to be gone

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Blur Vision

Your heart feels a sudden pang
in the presence of my absence
and you look around in despair
trying to comprehend
what cause me to disappear again

You pause for a little more
with the hope of my return
but your eyes refusing to accept
the profound eerie and the weird stern

Now that you look back and think
he has not gone in a blink
you assume time will heal the gruff
his vacuum will soon sink in

But all your plan goes terribly wrong
your hopes are faux
and you continue to live in a world
where you don’t belong

You exist in a denial state
while you may disagree
but if you look deep in your soul
and peel the layer of skepticism
from your vision’s scroll
you will find me there
like a long pause
raring for your touch
to resume our love
without any pretension or clause

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah


The world disowned her
left her alone
her character was charred
no mercy was shown

Battered and marred
she didn’t know where to go
hopes were at a dead-end
courage had no life left to show

As she wandered randomly
naked, stripped off her pride
she found a gentle gaze
looking at her with a smile in his eyes

In the beginning, she ignored him
later she tried skimming away from his sight
but his adamant stature was there always
regardless of day or night

She pleaded and screamed
and on few occasions cried
announcing she had nothing to offer
except for roughness and chide

But his aberrant eyes
had a different outlook
he was determined not to leave her
while knowing she was rebuked

And slowly he plucked away
one rough edge at a time
and exposed a new her
devoid of any grime

He made her believe in herself
taught her to regain her charm
made her wear the ignore shield
and the world couldn’t do any more harm

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah


Her lament eyes
hid many unfinished tales,
and her silent wail
had shadows of many winding trails.

I gathered some courage
and cultivated some faith
to plunge into her
eyes arduous lanes

Lost in those eyes
was a loving soul
hardened by the darkness
of some toxic kohl

The past had rattled her being
in danger, her eyes were flirting
nursing her pains one at a time
I caressed them with the utmost care
soon her lost glare came back with vigor
Happiness that escaped her finally triggered

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah