KOLKATA OBSESSIONS

You are my rudder in darkness
You are my resort in voidness
You are the infallible open road for the yearning souls
You are all pervasive in my divisive mind
You are my LOVELY CITY KOLKATA
With angelic trams crawling at gentle speed
You are the comforting touch to my frazzled vision
I close my eyes and see you in seductive garb
I hear when melodies rhyme in the bustling cacophony
When breathing of hordes confluence in the overpowering merger of reason and money
When mystic rains create persistent hangovers
Which you fail to abandon
when the princely yellow taxis snake their way and ferry
Few perturbed are caught in frames,few complacent abscond the glare
When macher bajar(fish market)brings solace to the fishermen community
The sun smiles and shines to His heartfilled content
The waves of GANGA rattle in swagger
When the intellectsia give their shaving another miss
The barber whines and grumbles
When sedentary lifestyle borne kids flock PARK STREET
The ROCK MUSIC send wavesof narcissm
The city snoops and sails into the inner recesses of turmoil and self-dereliction
When cupid frequents Victoria,Nalban and Dhakuria lake
The aroma of lovestories waft in
Where many feelings remain unreciprocated
Where the devils beckon slews of heartbreaks
Where many narrations and confessions remain incomplete
But still the carrier of love sails unstaggered
When colour befriends textiles
Luring the hard earned money out of pocket
Assuaging the indefinite choices
People throng NEW MARKET,GARIAHAT
many lives sleep peacefully beneath the basics
Many relations are revived,when trains chug in royally monstrous HOWRAH STATION
Enveloping ma-estranged souls within armoury of love and warmth
Soothing dry souls with the moist of GANGA
And when the city slips into the slumber on sly
It wakes up to become abode of its unique form.