Special Posts on the Second Death Anniversary of AKS Falling Today, 28th November 2013
AKS wrote very few poems, and never sort of bothered to get them published. We are reproducing today as separate posts three love poems that we have been able to locate. While two poems are written back-to-back on a piece of paper and are simply titled as ‘Poem (1)’ and ‘Poem (2)’. The third poem is just untitled. The dates of composition have been mentioned, which are being reproduced here below the each poem. It is, however, possible that one or two of these love poems, had got published in a journal ‘KAVITA INDIA’, which used to brought out by the late Prof. A C Sahay of Bihar University, Muzaffarpur, one of the senior colleagues of AKS at Langat Singh College, Muzaffarpur–AKSCENTRE
Yes, it is love because it can’t be anything less
Because it was immeasurably full and simple;
Neither the eyes bled with tears
Nor were there reminders of age-old fears.
If it was not love, the way we walked
Between trees and through thoroughfares,
Touching by not touching, wayward as wind,
If it was not love, what else could it be?
The quizzical heightening of the eyebrows,
The busymen’s stare and the priests chanting,
The olies of the scholars, the pride of the rich–
I have suffered them all and seen them thinning
Like so many falsenesses into the air.
Love, help me believe it were you.
(Composed, 6 June ’89)
–Arun Kumar Sinha