Sonnet Mondal









Enigmatic Winds


Enigmatic winds

curl up into fragments of breezes

drilling into the death of winter

embracing the hologram of breathing sand.


River beds,

as they embark

upon the edges of southern winds

and Conifers scream their complaints from the north,

focus of life desolately oscillates

as a beacon  from light houses

with paws of the carrier Griffin

proceeding in the shades,

improvising posthumous caveats

popping up as robot heads of night guards.


Pages of an expedition,

crumble beneath old pirate-ships

(roaming in a nomadic famine struck by avarice)

fall in and spread again

upon the cushion of rootless waters

led by enigmatic winds

in unfolded folds of untold tales.



Dreamy eyes amidst midnight cars


Boisterous beats were gearing down

the stairway of the pub

as I moved like a drifting horse

drowned in rum.


The night outside was carousing

through the unending noise

of crickets and frogs

penetrating the beats of heavy rain drops.


The swing of an imminent storm

and leaves shaking off their body freshness

into my car’s windshield

was a natural trial to put me into the lap

of dark lords of mixed emotions.


Promiscuous intentions

loosened to the forced harlots visible

through their glittering skins

and biting lips

kindled me like a chided candle burning

stubbornly against

a friable survival warned

by an uncertain tomorrow.



Poverty of screams


In the tattered parts of the hand woven fibres

naked poverty of screams

amid roaring drunk waves of wine bottles

whirling in synthesis with partying proverbs

echoes against posthumous walls

to add the colours to a faded terrain

sipping dripping sweats of a dead beat life

which has spent decades to get up from work

to smile at the gone days.


Foliages and twigs rejuvenate themselves

with the waters discarded out of the musical chair game

with splashing music dying out

in swimming strokes of fatigued hands.


Each day swimming fog blurs smiles.

Crawling clouds dance with tears

and changing seasons paint poignant outbursts

and yet the little life left in some corner

takes a swing in the estate

where a Rolls-Royce warms up each evening

or Rolexes add motion to stillness.











Born and brought up in West Bengal, India, Sonnet Mondal is an Indian English poet and the Founder of The Enchanting Verses Literary Review. He has authored Prismatic Celluloid (Authorspress books, India) Diorama of Three Diaries (Authorspress books, India), 21 Line Fusion Sonnets of 21st Century (Sparrow Publication, India) and six other books of poetry. He was bestowed Poet Laureate from Bombadil Publishing, Sweden in 2009 and was awarded “The IPTRC International Best Poet award” from World Poets Quarterly. He was inducted in the prestigious Significant Achievements Plaque at the museum of Bengal Engineering and Science University, Shibpur in 2011, was featured as one of the Famous Five of Bengali youths by India Today magazine in 2010.

His works have appeared in several international literary publications including The Stremez (Supported by The Ministry of Culture, Macedonia), The Sheepshead Review (University of Wisconsin, Green Bay), The Penguin Review (Youngstown State University), Two Thirds North (Stockholm University), California State Poetry Quarterly (California State Poetry Society), Nth Position, Fox Chase Review, The Journal (Poetry Society of India) , Holler (Princeton Poetry Project), Friction Magazine (New Castle University & New Castle Centre of Literary Arts) and Dark Matter Journal(University of Houston-Downtown) to name a few. Details of his works can be found at


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