Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "polyglot-poet"

Istanbul to Alpha Centauri,
Cosmos courses in my corpuscles.
Religion, nation, stuff it all,
Benevolence makes the world livable.

Din, dünya, milliyet falan,
hiç umurumda değil.
Sen mutlu ol – bana yeter.
Scripture, constitution, god, government,
Nothing matters to me, except behavior.

The greatest iftar is
to break the fast of apathy,
with the feast of affection.
Sin humano no hay dios,
Where there is no kindness
there is no divine intervention.

Sapiens intervention is divine intervention,
There is nothing higher or more mighty.
When we are obliterated in lifting the fallen,
That’s the living manifestation of the almighty.

No language speaks of freedom better than spanish,
No language speaks of love better than turkish,
No language speaks of oneness better than sanskrit,
No language interprets better than our good ol’ english.

No language speaks to computers better than code,
No language speaks of matter better than physics.
No language speaks of mind better than neurology,
No language speaks pattern better than mathematics.

No language speaks of thought better than philosophy,
No language speaks of emotion better than poetry.
No language speaks of justice better than sociology,
No language speaks of behavior better than psychology.

Purpose of language is communication not argumentation,
If it doesn’t bridge the cliffs it all brings but extinction.

English is my work language,
Turkish is my love language,
Spanish is my play language,
Telugu is my leisure language.

This would probably be different for you - perhaps for you, it all happens in one language - English, and that's perfectly fine. Different people are inspired in different ways - it's alright - as long as all our inspirations converge into one result - a better world for all - where there is no interracial dialogue, there is no intercultural communication, there is no interreligious relations - because - there is but one race, humanity - there is but one culture, humanity - there is but one religion, humanity.

In the Naskar world, sonnet is not
an elitist structure of rigid rhyme and meter,
Naskar sonnet is a self-contained unit of
civilization, indifferent to literary convention.

I weave sonnets around the message,
instead of forcing the message into the sonnets.
Till you cut the cuffs of form, don’t touch my works,
if you want method and structure, pursue mathematics.

Childish eurocentric conventions are too puny
to contain the vastness of a transcendental human,
sometimes I’m Dervish, sometimes Advaita,
and the Brain Scientist keeps out the superstition.

Every mind is infinite, every mind, transcendental,
ape customs castrate the human into farm animal.
Cut the wings of a dove at birth,
and it’ll spend its life crawling like vermin.

I switch cultures like clothes,
I switch sciences like pens.
I switch scriptures like tides,
I switch languages like seasons.

Service of humanity is supreme shahada,
to defend the persecuted is cosmic khalsa,
to treat neighbor as god is real dharma,
quiet kindness is the real karma.

Ana al-haqq, ana al-hub –
aham bindu, aham brahmanda.
I shed dogma like dead skin,
el cosmos es mi casa.

Monkeys have a deranged jungle instinct of yapping about their religion, nation and culture, which is why I made it a point to erase mine, for I say again, I exist for I dissolve in all.

My life is the experiment
I leave to the world;
neither failed, nor successful,
I am just a humanizing mutation.

Nationality and religion are like blood groups,
it has no relation to human capacity and character,
despite the superstitions and conspiracy theories;
morons are found in every corner of the world,
just like mavericks are found in every corner.

The only difference between blood groups
and nationality is that, blood groups are
a fundamental factor of medical treatment,
whereas nationality and religion are
fleeting vestiges of an adolescent species.

I opened my eyes and couldn’t find a single precedent
of post-national, post-religion, post-lingual,
post-cultural existence, so I became the precedent.

My roots go deep down to the core of earth,
spread across the bones and marrow of the human race.