Abhijit Naskar's Blog, page 30
May 21, 2024
My Life is A Record | Abhijit Naskar | Yüz Şiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations
I don’t do anything for reward,
I do everything as a record,
a record of conviction –
a record of resilience –
a record of thunder –
a record of sentience.
My life is a repository
of what is possible if you put
your petty tribalisms aside.
I leave this repository
in your capable hands –
draw from it as you will –
put it to use as you deem fit.
I do everything as a record,
a record of conviction –
a record of resilience –
a record of thunder –
a record of sentience.
My life is a repository
of what is possible if you put
your petty tribalisms aside.
I leave this repository
in your capable hands –
draw from it as you will –
put it to use as you deem fit.
May 19, 2024
Visvabiotic (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Yüz Şiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations
Human is bandaid to human burn,
Human is ointment to human yearn.
Human is morning to human mourn,
Human is cure born of human churn.
Human is Altair to human Vega,
Human is aloe to human vera.
Human is pilgrim to human mecca,
Human, Poly-B to social septicemia.
There is no fancy heaven,
only a good fervent human.
There is no book of god,
only a brave godly person.
Human is piety to prejudice barbaric.
To all inhuman hate, Human Visvabiotic.
Human is ointment to human yearn.
Human is morning to human mourn,
Human is cure born of human churn.
Human is Altair to human Vega,
Human is aloe to human vera.
Human is pilgrim to human mecca,
Human, Poly-B to social septicemia.
There is no fancy heaven,
only a good fervent human.
There is no book of god,
only a brave godly person.
Human is piety to prejudice barbaric.
To all inhuman hate, Human Visvabiotic.
May 16, 2024
Lock-n-Key (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Yüz Şiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations (Coming Soon)
I am the lock,
You are the key.
Sight of your smile,
showers me with glee.
I got no need for church-n-mosque,
Got no need for God or Jehovah.
These are for those seeking security,
Upon love’s face unfolds my Mecca.
Yesterday I was a sensible infant,
I studied scripture seeking holiness.
Today I am a grownass nutter,
Only godly gift is love’s holy mess.
Bibles are expendable,
Altars are expendable.
Till love takes preference,
God itself is expendable.
You are the key.
Sight of your smile,
showers me with glee.
I got no need for church-n-mosque,
Got no need for God or Jehovah.
These are for those seeking security,
Upon love’s face unfolds my Mecca.
Yesterday I was a sensible infant,
I studied scripture seeking holiness.
Today I am a grownass nutter,
Only godly gift is love’s holy mess.
Bibles are expendable,
Altars are expendable.
Till love takes preference,
God itself is expendable.
Divine Lightning (Sonnet 1416) | Abhijit Naskar | Dervis Vadisi: 100 Promissory Sonnets
We are the rivers,
We are the confluence.
We are the zenith,
We are the mountains.
We are the climber,
We are the climb.
We are the clock,
We are the time.
We are the memory,
We are the moments.
We are living piety,
We are the prophets.
We are the God,
We are the Goblins.
Amidst fanatic foolery
We are divine lightning.
We are the confluence.
We are the zenith,
We are the mountains.
We are the climber,
We are the climb.
We are the clock,
We are the time.
We are the memory,
We are the moments.
We are living piety,
We are the prophets.
We are the God,
We are the Goblins.
Amidst fanatic foolery
We are divine lightning.
The Great Firewall (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets
99% of the world’s human rights
violations are manufactured by the west,
either directly or retrospectively.
No wonder, China is so strict about limiting
western influence on the national psyche!
China is right to ban our entire western internet,
Wouldn’t you do the same if you had the might!
If you were self sufficient enough, wouldn’t you do
the same to the moron whose biggest contribution
to the world has been genocide, partisan, apartheid!
Every parent tries their best to keep
their children away from bad influence.
You ain’t qualified to speak of liberty
till you take off your western glasses.
Political correctness is not social justice,
any more than bigoted boneheadedness is.
Moral sensitivity is just mark of judgmentality,
till we disinfect ourselves from our westernness.
violations are manufactured by the west,
either directly or retrospectively.
No wonder, China is so strict about limiting
western influence on the national psyche!
China is right to ban our entire western internet,
Wouldn’t you do the same if you had the might!
If you were self sufficient enough, wouldn’t you do
the same to the moron whose biggest contribution
to the world has been genocide, partisan, apartheid!
Every parent tries their best to keep
their children away from bad influence.
You ain’t qualified to speak of liberty
till you take off your western glasses.
Political correctness is not social justice,
any more than bigoted boneheadedness is.
Moral sensitivity is just mark of judgmentality,
till we disinfect ourselves from our westernness.
May 12, 2024
Exponential progress is catalyst of coldness (Sonnet 1492) | Abhijit Naskar | Dervis Vadisi: 100 Promissory Sonnets
“Exponential progress is catalyst of coldness, all peddled in the name of advancement. Monkeys burn millions selling you the future, while back on earth humans struggle to make ends meet on 1/4 to 7 dollar hourly wage.”
“Sonnet 1492
If you cared more about
making people smile
than bringing machines to life,
we’d be at a much better place.
With all the tech we have today,
we could equalize the world tomorrow.
But no, cyborgs gotta develop more,
they feel impotent unless their tentacles grow.
That’s why, neither genocide nor invasion
must obstruct the growth of apely machines.
It’s okay if children die of malnourishment,
funding mustn’t cease for glorious tech fiends.
Terrestrial terrains to celestial shores,
humanity is the only species to die of smart-ness.
If we cared more about people than devices,
truly and honestly, we’d be at a much better place.”
“Sonnet 1492
If you cared more about
making people smile
than bringing machines to life,
we’d be at a much better place.
With all the tech we have today,
we could equalize the world tomorrow.
But no, cyborgs gotta develop more,
they feel impotent unless their tentacles grow.
That’s why, neither genocide nor invasion
must obstruct the growth of apely machines.
It’s okay if children die of malnourishment,
funding mustn’t cease for glorious tech fiends.
Terrestrial terrains to celestial shores,
humanity is the only species to die of smart-ness.
If we cared more about people than devices,
truly and honestly, we’d be at a much better place.”
May 10, 2024
National Reserve (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets
Every nation has its Netanyahu,
Somewhere they’re called Trump,
Somewhere they are Recep Erdoğan,
Somewhere they are Meloni or Modi,
Somewhere they’re called Imran Khan.
Thus Christ becomes a vessel of hate,
Koran is used to peddle division.
Saffron substitutes the color of blood,
Discrimination becomes the new tradition.
Somewhere they cut Islam from curriculum,
Somewhere they convert museum into mosque,
Somewhere they erase black history – it’s all
part-n-parcel of the same nationalist muck.
Rip the mask of a nationalist patriot,
You’ll find dormant a homicidal maniac.
Nationalism has no religion or ethnicity,
Only appearance changes, not the nut.
Beware of these nutjobs of nationalism,
selling you the jungle wrapped in tradition!
If you don’t vote them off their throne asap,
they’ll turn a free nation into reservation.
Somewhere they’re called Trump,
Somewhere they are Recep Erdoğan,
Somewhere they are Meloni or Modi,
Somewhere they’re called Imran Khan.
Thus Christ becomes a vessel of hate,
Koran is used to peddle division.
Saffron substitutes the color of blood,
Discrimination becomes the new tradition.
Somewhere they cut Islam from curriculum,
Somewhere they convert museum into mosque,
Somewhere they erase black history – it’s all
part-n-parcel of the same nationalist muck.
Rip the mask of a nationalist patriot,
You’ll find dormant a homicidal maniac.
Nationalism has no religion or ethnicity,
Only appearance changes, not the nut.
Beware of these nutjobs of nationalism,
selling you the jungle wrapped in tradition!
If you don’t vote them off their throne asap,
they’ll turn a free nation into reservation.
May 9, 2024
Planet Palestine (Sonnet 1503) | Abhijit Naskar | World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets
Whole world is my promised land,
Which part will you invade!
When the entire planet is Palestine,
It is Israel that will fade.
Gone are the days of unchallenged tyranny,
Gone are the days of exploiting native trust.
In the past you got away with many Rushmores;
Try it today, you’ll end up another Liz Truss.
You can have your puny guns and bombs,
I have an arsenal far mightier than thee.
Colonial apes may fund your homicidalism,
I have the entire humankind backing me.
When governments are on one side,
and humankind on the other,
that’s the first sign of democracy,
and curtain call for the occupier.
We the people promise our planet to Palestine.
What’ll you do now – call us all anti-semite!
Which part will you invade!
When the entire planet is Palestine,
It is Israel that will fade.
Gone are the days of unchallenged tyranny,
Gone are the days of exploiting native trust.
In the past you got away with many Rushmores;
Try it today, you’ll end up another Liz Truss.
You can have your puny guns and bombs,
I have an arsenal far mightier than thee.
Colonial apes may fund your homicidalism,
I have the entire humankind backing me.
When governments are on one side,
and humankind on the other,
that’s the first sign of democracy,
and curtain call for the occupier.
We the people promise our planet to Palestine.
What’ll you do now – call us all anti-semite!
Visvaviking (Sonnet 1504) | Abhijit Naskar | World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets
Smiling through my martyrdom
I took the world into my care.
Ice cold currents of catastrophe
are no match for my asgardian dare.
Swimming through a tsunami of sneer,
I found my peace in world’s welfare.
Beware, o merchants of malice and hate,
Better not force your fate out of layer!
Crushing all memorials of invading scourge,
Parting the ocean to deliver from divide,
Rushing as apocalypse to right the wrong,
I am Sapiothunder to all genocidal pride.
I don’t need invite from some puny paradise;
Cosmos, my Shangri-la – me, the Servant King.
Odin doesn’t wait up for Valhalla to call –
Valhalla is my empire – I am Visvaviking!
Jag behöver ingen inbjudan från paradiset;
Kosmos, min hemstad – jag, tjänarkungen.
Odin väntar inte på att Valhall ska ringa –
Jag är Visvaviking – Valhalla, mitt imperium!
Jeg trenger ikke en invitasjon fra paradis;
Kosmos, min hjemby – jeg, tjenerkongen.
Odin venter ikke på at Valhalla skal ringe –
Jeg er Visvaviking – Valhalla, mitt imperium!
I took the world into my care.
Ice cold currents of catastrophe
are no match for my asgardian dare.
Swimming through a tsunami of sneer,
I found my peace in world’s welfare.
Beware, o merchants of malice and hate,
Better not force your fate out of layer!
Crushing all memorials of invading scourge,
Parting the ocean to deliver from divide,
Rushing as apocalypse to right the wrong,
I am Sapiothunder to all genocidal pride.
I don’t need invite from some puny paradise;
Cosmos, my Shangri-la – me, the Servant King.
Odin doesn’t wait up for Valhalla to call –
Valhalla is my empire – I am Visvaviking!
Jag behöver ingen inbjudan från paradiset;
Kosmos, min hemstad – jag, tjänarkungen.
Odin väntar inte på att Valhall ska ringa –
Jag är Visvaviking – Valhalla, mitt imperium!
Jeg trenger ikke en invitasjon fra paradis;
Kosmos, min hjemby – jeg, tjenerkongen.
Odin venter ikke på at Valhalla skal ringe –
Jeg er Visvaviking – Valhalla, mitt imperium!
May 8, 2024
Sapiens (Sonnet 1410) | Abhijit Naskar | Dervis Vadisi: 100 Promissory Sonnets (Now Out)
Sapiens is a promise
to stand grounded in people,
Sapiens is a duty
to stand firm on principle.
Sapiens is an alarm
to wake up from apathy,
Sapiens is mindful revolt
against inherited atrocity.
Sapiens is rightful rebellion
against dehumanizing intellect,
Sapiens is sentient uproar
against puritanism boneheaded.
Sapiens is the saintly answer
to the clarion call of life,
True sapiens is saintly sapiens,
all else is desecration of life.
to stand grounded in people,
Sapiens is a duty
to stand firm on principle.
Sapiens is an alarm
to wake up from apathy,
Sapiens is mindful revolt
against inherited atrocity.
Sapiens is rightful rebellion
against dehumanizing intellect,
Sapiens is sentient uproar
against puritanism boneheaded.
Sapiens is the saintly answer
to the clarion call of life,
True sapiens is saintly sapiens,
all else is desecration of life.
