Vignettes of a South African Township called Mdantsane

Friday, November 27, 2009

Carnival Nights


an evening creaks in
touching shadows with a tinge
of smile
a slow release laughter
aloe and wild grass shake to
jazz moments
tiredness breaks its shackles
ran the curves of a distant sun
words lost its way home
as usual
a poem unwound itself
from an angle of your eye
mdantsane bursts itself in a mayhem
of another carnival night.

Poem and Drawing by Amitabh Mitra


  1. Hey Amitabh ...
    This is just mind blowing ... what a portrait!
    I feel humbled ....

  2. Amitabh. Each time I think you have created the best you once again surprise me with yet another breathtaking poem and artwork. Just magnificent :-)

  3. Thanks a million Nibedita
    Thanks a lot Victoria

  4. Really touching both.. Poetry and Painting....