Shiva Gajan/ All Have Crossed Over/ The Cuckoo Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Shiva Gajan

The devotees as ascetics, hermits,
Sanyasins
Going by Shivate Tantrism
Doing Shiva sadhna and upasana,
Taking to different rituals and acrobatic skills,
Outing during the night time
With the bands,
Collecting logs from the burnt pyre
As for the fire ordeal
Forgetting the past suffering
And the Charak Puja heralding it new.

All Have Crossed Over

All have one by one,
Now it is my time to go,
To go.

The Cuckoo

How does it warble
The black bird,
So black but singing
So soulfully?

The black cuckoo
From the mango orchards
And the singing taking over
By surprise,
We feel to ask,
What has happened to it,
Why is it she so madly?

From a sonorous cooing
To it comes sometimes
To a jumble of short and sharp cooings
Jingling beautifully.