Is It Dark, Really ? | Beyond Poetry - Bong Bong Radio | Royalty Free
Channel: Bong Bong Entertainment
Date: 2022-02-10

Chapter 1 of the First Indian English Poetry Series of Bong Bong Entertainment

Poet - Biswanath Gangopadhyay
Voice - Animesh Banerjee
Recordist, Editing and Poster Design - Tathagata Das
Production Design - Two Fools
Concept & Produced by - Animesh Banerjee
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Poem
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Since  I  was  a  child , I  loved  darkness 
Dark  colours, dark  clothes , dark room, 

Days   rolled,  my  dark -  affinity   grew, 
Grew  stronger   and   ultimately  
I  became  a  dark-seeker, dark-chaser 
And, finally, one  committed to turn  everything  dark 

In  came   a  maiden,  dark  and  mysterious, 
I  felt  animated  by   her  very  sight 
She   took   me   into  her  guiles, 
I  played  for   years  a  serf  to  her. 

And   there   appeared   a  saint  ,  
Dark,  mesmerising  and  vindictive
He   tufted  me  disciple  by  rite, 
I  served  as  chattel  through decades. 

Up   came   a  stream   of  darkness.
Prevailing  was  posed  wrong  
It  was  cursed  gimmic  for  ages  
Dark  became  the  badge  of  truism

A  grand  army  of  people  chanted :
Dark! Dark ! Dark!  Dark  is  the  answer
They  were   clad   with  darkness  
They  spoke   darkness 
They  infused darkness in   every  walk  of  life 
They  reaped   Midas'  Touch
From  their  caliphate   of  darkness. 

I  felt  everything   achieved :
Dark  would  reign  for  ever. 

But   it   crashed. 
Somebody  struggled, 
Somebody   ruined, 
Somebody  courted  death
And  somebody  ripped  apart  
The  pall  of  Darkness 

There  was  light, light  abound. 

All  knew  then  the  truth  behind  
Darkness  was  prayed  as  a sapper 
As   a  gate-crasher  to  bring  light 
Not  to  create  a  dark  hell. 

Fiends  who  stalked  in  glory. 
Who  never  allowed  darkness 
As  a   premier  of  possibilities 
As  a  vanguard  of   life. 

They  still  are  there 
Waiting   for  a  vantage  
 A   sweep, a  strike,  
A   viper- pierce, 
To  bring  back  their  lost  field. 

AND, 

I  learnt   through  my  passage  of  life
My  love  for  darkness   was   a   text  
To   run  away   from  life, 
Darkness   had   been   a   cloak
A  Warren   to  conceal. 

Dark   had   been  my   master  
But  I  asked   it   a  mentor
I   strove  for  darkness  to  become  life, 
It   brought  palsy  instead.. 


It   is   time  to  fight  for   light. 

——

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