So much so bonding and fascination
A young nun, young and lovely maiden
In the whites
Coming,
Coming and passing through.
I do not know it,
But I saw here,
Why did I see her
With so much so affection and love?
Is this called love?
Unexpressed love.
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Amitak naam,
Likhala kavitaa,Ccheccha kavitaa,Ek guccha,Eka guccha kavitaa,Baccha ke nirbodh mon lekLikhala kavitaa,Abodh monak kavitaa,Nishpaap monak kavitaa.Amit’s name,In the name of AmitWritten poems,Ccheccha poems,A bunch of,A bunch of poems,Referring to wisdomless mindWritten poems,Ignorant mind’s poems,Sinless inner mind’s poems.
Once
And thievesUsed to snatchAnd stealAnd run awayWith valuables.ButNowThe govt.Is afterWith its sleuthsAnd policemenTo search and raidAlong with the dogsAnd income taxmen.
The theatre of the stage,
Coloured men and coloured scenes,Decorators, costume directors,Script writers, managers,Florists, light men.
Tweet you later,
The house sparrowsFluttering from the hamlet thatches scarcely.Modern hollow man,Is your life a tweetOn the TwitterTweeting mechanically?
Now the older university heads have retired them all,
Can be seen in the P.G. departmentsSrutting and walking on tip-toe.Thank you.
My God, the blunder of being a poet,
Putting aside everything, see me, how mad am IAfter becoming a poet,Leaving it all!Sometimes forget I to take food,Sometimes take I my bath in the evening,Sometimes visit I not the doctor even in my illness,Leaving all,I after becoming a great man.Those who had not to be have become,Something depends on fate,My destiny not in favour…