My poem THE SOUL OF MY LiFE reviewed be eminent reviewer retired Prof Dr Nirakar Dash Department of English Assam Government
Humbled and Grateful.
THE SOUL OF MY LIFE!
Your soul forces me to keep on walking
In my dejected and gloomy world
Even the seas are thirsty and famished
The nectar is in the beauty of your eyes
Can I paint your image or write a poem
An amalgamation of hues and rhythms
You’re the beat of my innocent heart
And the very soul of my mortal life
Your breath is as fragrant as blooms
Your arms have the softness of lotus
The brightness of sunray is in the face
A deer I do find in your gracefulness
Your love can stich up my torn heart.
©️®️Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai@India
Date.2 Sunday February 2025.
REVIEW
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“The Soul Of My life” by Dr Prasanna Kumar Dalai is a love poem wherein spirit triumphs over body, ” nectar” over “mortal coil” and artistic imagination over the degenerating reality.Although life seems gloomy and dejected sans the beloved,it is the spiritual connection between the lovers that gives sustenance to love.The metaphor of thirsty and famished seas point at the lover ‘s infinite suffering due to separation , but still he can endure it because their love has touched the level of a spiritual praxis.A love that is theoretically divine can never balance the degree of suffering suggested by the strongest metaphor like the thirsty sea. The poet lover intends to immortalize the love by adopting the role of a painter as well as a poet,as some painters and poets of yore have done. The colour and depth of her beauty is not meant to be enjoyed; it is to be painted in images.Likewise her voice, not meant for relish, is to be expressed and felt in poetic rythms.”The innocent heart” and mind of the lover is not tainted by any desire for marital consummation.Looked from a transcendental level, he sees his soul in her and she in him. May be that they are physically apart, a unification of their consciousness, which is one and the same, has been done. Arms are not physical, but stand for soft divine touch,as suggested by lotus. Lotus is always a symbol of spirituality in literature as well as in the Indian mystical context. It is amazing to see how “breath” instead of being physical, is transmuted into fragrant flowers to be offered at the altar of love.The brightness of her face, without creating any earthly vibes, reminds the poet lover of the rays of Sun -God– a manifestation of the divine.A person under physical and mental emotions can never remain calm and graceful.Her gracefulness, signifying her beauty and agility,also lays stress on her steadfast nature, which is enough to console the poet lover if he loses himself in any kind of weakness of mind at any point in future.The poet proves this in the last line:”Your love can stich up my torn heart”. Very brilliant poem Dr Prasanna Sir 🙏🌹 Congratulations and obliged!
