Oneiric Visions By O.P.Bhatnagar- Ii Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Poems are smiles, sand dunes
Making and un-making,
Though the things may be,
But Bhatnagar as a poet
Is a realist,
A poet of bare realism,
Laying it bare
What it is hidden
And questioning
This existence of ours.

To confute and contradict,
To counter and give the anti-thesis
The job of the poet,
Who but questions
The absurdities of the world,
Why is life so absurd
And human life
A lesson
In existentialism and nihilism!

His visions are oneiric visions,
Visual, immediate and self-owned
Offering no mysticism,
But lessons in prosaic exercises,
Vague and sprayed with lies,
Sprays hiding the facts,
Mixing with farce,
Like bird songs
From the cage.

The poet feels the fossils,
Goes fossil,
Searches for to identity,
Stumbling upon those of the dinosaurs
To be kept and displayed
In the Jurassic Park,
Which but symbolic of
The Age of Reason
Overshadowing feelings.

As does the moon shadowing the sun
And the fossils to be dissected,
Salvaged by words
Resolving mysteries
By miracles of thoughts,
Dispelling the peacockish imagery
Of the freedom fighters
And the attainment of freedom
As the things remain it not unto the last.