Poem: The Two Hosts

By: Pijush Kanti Deb

Mind and soul –
the two hosts wait always
to welcome their body-
ashamed , confused and hesitated
for collocating its head with their own hats
but the careful body
keeps examining by turn
head to tail of a central point
appearing between the two hosts
its simple knowledge
turns into complex wisdom
to make everything quite naked
and pride and contumacy
meet with the lost shamefulness
in the illumination of a fused bulb
hanging so far in its dark room
making even its handicapped eyes
a scanning machine
to judge the two enthusiastic hosts-
the mind
who hangs around
carrying a lazy cat on his lap
and the soul
who waits with a mal-nourished human baby
on his safe lap of comfort with great care.


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