Two new poems by Sayani Mukherjee

History

The strange submission of beaded stars

Falls on my back

I surmise a classical music strangely beautiful

It's ringing is poised yet melancholy

The cuckoos nest is safe today

A sweet ecstasy of sun burnt smile

The flagrant dreams keep rolling

Tonight as it is known the songs will pray

For the fall of roman empire

Historic preservation is needed

The aura of narcotic mystery

The same time is preserved

It's calling is a song perched halt.

Night

I upheld the long haul dream

The topsy turvy menargie

Of broken threaded sweet pearls

That soothe my aching happiness

I dreamt in thee the songs of Paris

When evening comes I love your chestnut

Brown symphonies raging a thousand oceans

The yukelele of national importance

Do i sing heaven’s ceremonies too?

Or when I plunge my needle I sank a little harder

Over little wishes that once carved your niche

Birds have their nests too

The sweet ocean of peripheral promised land

Come over and play your pulses

The smile is same but magnificent

The golden Gate surpassed us today, night.