Poems by- Alok Acharja

River, Deep In The Chest

Life is like a mysterious river
Tides at every moment
Tired of being go with at every day.
At the end of the day,
Waves raising meaningless heads
And the termination occurs.
Yet if any bather in the hope of virtue
Or the mute corpse carried on the shoulder
Seeing his face in the water awakens the desire to swim-
He also merged in the river without hesitation.
Initiation to give someone back
It never finds a place in the human chest.

The Way I See My Life

I see my life every day
The way you see the circus at the zoo
Or, the confluence of the Park.
Stare at the flying clouds
Procession of fallen leaves
at the beginning of spring
A coffin-wrapped corpse at the end of the day.
The way you watch to love and walk
Towards the setting sun
Fragrance burns in people’s eyes
I want my decaying youth
Hide on the shoulder later in the afternoon.

Lover’s Eyes

Your eyes
Another eye inside the eyes
The tunnel of being lost in the abyss
Thirst floats in those eyes, eternal.
Your eyes are a colorful dragon to me
Or a mysterious sky; with the beginning
and end of the world
Touch the skyline again and again.