Geetima Baruah Sarma, 6 october 2012
We cry for change,
A better place to live in,
We long for peace,
A world sans misery, fear.
Who shall change?
Do we ever ponder?
Am I not the first?
Oh! Fingers point exterior...
Absolute power is within us,
Only efforts needed to afresh,
Just dare to speak the truth
And bring about a change.
[Published in 'Creative Thoughts' on 7 August 2011]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 19 september 2012
crimson sky
a pair of mynahs
pen and sheet
[Published in 'Your Space' of the e-journal 'Muse India' on 2 August 2011]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 25 march 2012
Life ceases,
not for the soul
that travels through
myriad earthly bodies
between births and deaths,
untiring, undying.
The solitary traveller
enters and exits,
detached and peaceful
throughout the journey,
sans belongings,
sans company.
[Published in 'Your Space' of the e-journal 'Muse India' on 8 July 2011]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 23 march 2012
The aroma of green tea,
Palm-laced beaches by the sea,
Beautiful thundering waterfalls,
Shopping spree at the malls,
A rejuvenation with a spa,
Christian pilgrimage in Goa,
Fresh snowfalls shivering the bone,
Pristine perfection carved in stone,
Enchanting wildlife on a safari,
The cushiest ride ever on a Ferrari,
Temple shrines representing reliance,
Heavenly Kashmir witnessing romance,
Expedition towards the majestic summit,
Gurgling rivers meandering proceed,
Just a glance through a kaleidoscope,
Fragments of India's recreation, wow!
[Published in the 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Saturday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune' on 2 July 2011]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 22 march 2012
Salutations to you,
O Kalaguru,
Your love for culture,
Your songs about Nature,
Are still on our lips,
As treasure one keeps...
A versatile genius you were,
Your deeds shall never wear,
Your portrait of Sankardeva
And title bestowed for Tandava,
Rabha Sangeet your creations
And Siraj your direction,
Your acting in Era Bator Sur
And Ban Theatre in Tezpur...
An urge to demolish evil from nation,
Your lyrics reflected revolutionary notion,
For the need to uplift Assamese society,
You penned the book Axomiya Kristi...
[Published in the souvenir 'Umrong' on 20 June 2011]
Short note: This poem is a tribute to Bishnu Prasad Rabha, the great multi-faceted personality of Assam. Born on 31 January 1909, he was an established singer, a composer and a lyricist. His songs are known as 'Rabha Sangeet'. He was an extremely talented actor, film director and dancer. He was awarded the title 'Kalaguru' by Dr. Sarvapalli Radhakrishnan at Varanasi for his mesmerizing 'Tandava' dance of Lord Shiva. He also painted portraits of many great saints and penned several books in Assamese. He passed away on 20 June 1960. To commemorate this versatile genius, every year 20th June is celebrated as 'Bishnu Rabha Divas' in Assam.
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 21 march 2012
Whoever he may be,
Tom, Dick or Harry,
Wretched poverty stares,
Sternly at his face,
Compelling him to toil,
With exertion and foil,
Losing childhood joy,
Discarding shame and coy,
Deprived of learning,
In course of earning,
To contribute for the family
And get rid of scarcity.
Little did he know,
The world thinks for him so,
Dedicating a day every year,
As World Day Against Child Labour,
Observing it on June 12,
By creating awareness and a wave,
To ban child labour
And protecting him forever.
[Published in the following:
(1) 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Saturday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune' on 11 June 2011
(2) 'melange', the Sunday supplement of 'The Sentinel' on 26 June 2011]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 19 march 2012
The words shattered
His countless dreams
And he could imagine
His sand castles being
Knocked down by waves.
Remaining days could be
Counted on his fingers...
Alas! So much left undone.
Being stable was
His sole shield.
Wise proverbs instilled hope
To his flickering mind -
'A friend in need
Is a friend indeed'
And amazing indeed!
His friend stood beside,
With smiles of gratitude,
To donate an organ,
To shower love and charity,
To a helpful soul-mate,
Whom he owed his life,
His humble effort,
To save his friend,
To save a precious life.
[Published in 'melange', the Sunday supplement of 'The Sentinel' on 15 May 2011]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 17 march 2012
Spring has arrived
And Bohag beckons,
Parents await their
Homeward sons.
The cuckoo sings
And kopou blooms,
Dancers dance
To the Bihu tunes.
Tinge of jetuka
On the delicate hands,
Offering Bihuwan
To pay reverence.
Chira, pitha, laru,
Home-made delicacies,
Muga mekhela-chador,
Pride of the ladies.
Dhol, pepa, gogona,
Rendition by Husori,
Merriment fills the aura,
Ah! Spirit of Rongali!
[Published in the e-magazine 'Bordoichila' on 15 April 2011]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 15 march 2012
A step to freedom,
If bitter bygones fade,
As deeds all done,
Now cannot be undone.
A step to freedom,
If detachment prevails,
Nothing to call mine,
Sign of a stable mind.
A step to freedom,
If equality perceived,
Decrease in suffering,
Experience of blessing.
A step to freedom,
If senses subdued,
Command with will power,
Command over laziness.
A step to freedom,
If struggle persists,
To escape bondage,
To enjoy liberty.
A step to freedom,
If human nature identified,
Contrast in being and acting,
Harmony of soul and body.
[Published in the magazine 'The Hudaang' in April 2011 issue]
Geetima Baruah Sarma, 14 march 2012
She engrosses her lovely name,
As the first spectator of the rising sun,
Her picturesque beauty conceals within,
If tourist destinations remain undone.
Mighty Siang River flows across her,
Also Lohit, Tirap, Kameng, Subansiri,
Amidst the valleys towards the plains,
To cultivate crops, produce electricity.
Bhalukpong on her foothills greets visitors,
Tipi attracts numerous orchid lovers,
Tawang Memorial salutes her war heroes,
Snow-clad Sela Pass delights travellers.
Itanagar is her capital and hornbill, the state bird,
Apong, the local brew and chubas, the local dress,
Sanctuaries, monasteries, fair at Parasuram Kund,
Losar, a festival and Ajilhamu, a colourful dance.
She's home to several major native tribes,
A house of exotic flora and endangered fauna,
An enlightening adventure to discerning trekkers,
A treasure-trove of natural scenic splendour.
[Published in the column 'Spark' of 'The Arunachal Times' on 12 March 2011]
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