Ink That Still Breathes...

Poems of a Brother

You must have read my earlier post “One More Day”. Owing to your pre-occupation, probably you might have missed it. No issues. You will find a link to that at the end.

Well, this day, 12 years back he left behind manuscripts of his poems, some in English and some in Marathi language. I had collated and printed his poems in Marathi, some years ago.

Today, I am sharing a few of his poems in English. Early on, his poems and other writings reflected his spiritual bent of mind, which he pursued till his last breath.

Satish started writing his poems at the age of 17, and the ink still breathes - his life, his thoughts and his expressions :

THE GLORY THY NAME

You are a bird
Whose song is heard,
But haven’t seen you.

You are among flowers.
Whose scent nose gathers.
But color is not seen.

You are a joy
Whose thoughts cover the mind
But eyes witness none.

You are a sculpture
About its completion
But the artist knows not.

You are a song
Decked with melodies
But singers know less.

I know not you
And seldom try to find
For am ever happy
In being unknown to you.

19 September 1972

PRAYER

Oh, mountains far and wide.
Be kind and stay aside.
Uncover my way
Lest from it, I may stray.

Blessed I am by
The depth of the blue sky
Nourished is this shroud
By the sail of my pride.


Mine is the goal
Where East & West are sole
North & South, I know not
Solidarity of the universal lot.

Ends are sacred
And so are the means
Abode of truth, the true seeker is.

17 April 1971

THE EXCUSE

When the sky was dark
And wind was roaring loud
They told me it’s you that roaring.

When the fields were wet
And clouds were raining hard
They told me it’s you that pouring.

But when the harvest was green
Corn was being thrashed
They told me with undue pride
That it was their make.

On my asking for why & how
He answered with only a laugh
That spread all through fields
And it was his great excuse.

9 April 1971

I will share a few other of his poems in the next part.

Here is the link to my earlier post:

One More Day

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