Mirage

Just tell me it's there
The body in front of the wall clock...
Tell him sun-burnt soil is threaded by
The silk worm..
I see towards the soil and
Grain-mesmerised homo sapiens ...

Countrymen

The land of rising pain,

Oh Poem, Oh milkrice come back,

Come back to civilisation

Like those happy poets....

Can dew be the dawn

Can mothers' milk be the town...

SUMMER OF 43

In the vicinity of my hunger

Falling apart,breaking into pieces

The Moon

One insane termed it as 'Roti'

In the vicinity of my attire

Tearing apart,fading out fast

The Green

One lover coined it as 'veil'

Of the earth.

In the vicinity of my house
Moving apart,the parental spring
The bricks
One mason called it as 'plaster'

In the summer of 43
I was reborn to declare the
Impermanence of life...

ROOTS

There lies my root

Where sinks and crutches the town,

My sleep dwells on that bamboo bed

Where the sun weeps over the preface..

Come and torch these sullenly shabby mood

With extraordinary inferno

Let there be stampede over the land and time

Reach not the harvest but the cruelty of seed-burst

Bring Palki and cosmopolitanism

Search for the everlasting attire....

I want to go to my mother

Give me the ship of Sindbad

My sister wants to sing

Let her catch the blue like love

For my mother

Let her bring the ocean like peace

I need to extract water out of stony soul

Bestow on me all the hatred

As the nude newly wed

Oh dear oh dear I live in a

Valley of death...

ROOTS

There lies my root

Where sinks and crutches the town,

My sleep dwells on that bamboo bed

Where the sun weeps over the preface..

Come and torch these sullenly shabby mood

With extraordinary inferno

Let there be stampede over the land and time

Reach not the harvest but the cruelty of seed-burst

Bring Palki and cosmopolitanism

Search for the everlasting attire....

I want to go to my mother

Give me the ship of Sindbad

My sister wants to sing

Let her catch the blue like love

For my mother

Let her bring the ocean like peace

I need to extract water out of stony soul

Bestow on me all the hatred

As the nude newly wed

Oh dear oh dear I live in a

Valley of death...