Literature Goutam

When dreams want to touch the sky, The ladder of greed reaches out to you. Feelings  drown  in  confusion. When dreams want to touch the sky, The story of the earthen wall is lost. Mischief builds a nest in the heart. When dreams want to touch the sky, The boat does not float on emotion. Emotions  drift into cold sleep. --------------/-----/////------------- Poet : Dr.Goutam Kumar Mallick

Begins  with  birth, Ends    with  death. Painted   with  hues, Dressed   in   jest, We  spend  the  time in  between, As  best  we  can,  in playful  fest. ----------------- Poet : Dr.Goutam Kumar Mallick

In  the  breath  of  life, I  am  the  body. Without  it, I  am  a  corpse. ----------------------- Poet : Dr. Goutam Kumar Mallick.

Year's end, year's start, In every heart, joy takes part. New the year,new the hope On dreams anew,we gladly float. New the tune, new the life A  song  of joy, hearts inspire. Let all gloom and age be gone, Let hearts with happiness be shone. New the  peace, new the cheer, In  the  new year,sorrow  will clear. New the touch,new the face, In love anew, a sweet embrace. New  the  dawn ,new  the light, May everyone's  world  be bright. --------------------------------- Poet : Dr. Goutam Kumar Mallick

There are eyes within the eyes, And faces within the face. The heart can't grasp the language of lips, Nor  does it leave a trace. Within words, there lies a deeper word, Yet the ears don't hear it all. It's the language of eyes the heart  Understands ------------ Humming  a  silent  call. ---------------------------------- Poet : Dr.Goutam Kumar Mallick

When  rot  sets  in  society, It  falls  into  a  winter  sleep. When  dreams  are  beaten, Hearts  are  burned,                 The blood   catches  fire. Fire  spreads  from  blood  to  blood, Flames merge with one another,.                                 Becoming  a  wildfire. Sin  burns,  sin  burns,  all  sin  burns --- In  the  wildfire,  it turns  to  ash. From  that  ash, dreams  sprout  anew. Scorched  dreams  begin  to  dream  again --- --------------------------- Poet : Dr. Goutam  Kumar  Mallick.

Love --------- A  book  of  accounts. Trust -------- A  finely  sharpened knife. Affection -------- Molten  wax. Attachment -------- Oh, such  an  enchantress. Relationship ---------  Crisp, fragile papadums. Yet still ------ You  will  love, You  will  trust, You  will  show  affection, You  will  build  bonds. Because ------- All  is  illusion. -------------------- Poet : Dr.  Goutam Kumar Mallick.

I  am  alive With just one file degree in hand Wandering on the way. Just alive ----- nothing more May be not the way one should live. Still,I'm alive Living ---- that's the essence of life. Sometimes I dream I fight And I go on living With dreams and battles side by side. There 's  one more companion That stays with me in this life ------ A heart full of burning pain. ------------------------------------ Poet : Dr.Goutam Kumar Mallick

Not a measured, practiced smile ---- I crave A smile that wells from blood-stirred haemoglobin's tide. No crocodile tears ------ But briny drops I seek To rinse the soul,to cleanse all sins in salted streaks. No masks, no painted grace ----- I look for A face that draws innocent kisses on the cheek. --------------------------------- Poet : Dr. Goutam Kumar Mallick.

Love   the   animals, Love    the   birds, Love      the   plants, And  love  the world. -------------------------- Poet :  Dr.Goutam Kumar Mallick

We see,we see,the moon so bright, Glowing softly through the night. Nature sparkles,calm and true, Bathed in silver,shining new. ----------------------- Poet : Dr.Goutam Kumar Mallick

The  Earth  is  beautiful With  the  gift  of  trees. The  Earth   is  alive With  the  life  of trees. ---------------- Poet : Dr.Goutam Kumar Mallick

( This is the English translation of my Bangali poem 'Ratan Tata'.The poem was written in memory of Ratan Tata.) Ratan Tata, Ratan Tata, You  are  a  good man, Ratan Tata,Ratan Tata, You lit up industry's lamp. Ratan Tata, Ratan Tata, Jewel  son of  Mother  India, Ratan Tata, Ratan Tata, You  made  reality  your  idea. Ratan Tata, Ratan Tata A  mind  full of innovation, Ratan Tata, Ratan  Tata, A  life  of  simplicity and devotion. Ratan Tata, Ratan  Tata A  hope  for  the unemployed, Ratan  Tata, Ratan  Tata, Dreams  and  love  deployed. Ratan  Tata , Ratan  Tata A  humane  face, Ratan Tata ,Ratan Tata In social service you found happiness. Ratan Tata ,Ratan Tata, You touched  every  heart, Ratan Tata ,Ratan Tata, We lost  inspirational guide of us. Ratan Tata, Ratan Tata, You'll stay in our hearts for forever. -----...

Those who  have  to  fight  wars or march  to   the   battlefield don't   know  why  war  is  waged. Yet look  at  those  who   know   why, they sit  comfortably  in  cold   chambers, keeping   their  minds calm, and occasionally  deliver speeches mixing  warmth  with   reason. If   those whose   fingers   command  wars had   to step  onto   the   battlefield, then  on   this   earth , not   a   single   war would   ever   happen. ------------------- Poet : Dr.Goutam Kumar Mallick

( This is the english version of my bengali poem' Duti Manush') One  person  dreams, Another  shatters those  dreams. One  moves  forward While  another  pulls  back. One  is  a  soulmate, Another  calculates. One  lives  in  joy, The other's  balance is empty in the end. One  blends  with  all, Another  is  selfish. One  lives  within  the heart, While  another  becomes  a stranger. One   speaks  freely, Another  remains  grim. A flowery  smile on one's face, The  other is  a masked  braggart. -----+-+++++------- Poet: Dr. Goutam Kumar Mallick