An Austrian writer,

Have you thought about herInstead of thinking about you?That mad girl sitting under a tree, babbling by herself,Have you thought about her?A young and lonely girlUnder the canopy of the skiesAll alone, all alone, she by herself,None with her.

Coy and simpleVedic village girl,A daughter BrahminicalAnd Upanishadic,Aryan and ruralAnd naturalOf the sacred space!Shakuntala,ShakuntalaInto the Vedic hermitageSo gracious and chasteTelling the tale ofHer womanhood,The struggle of giving nameTo her son,Getting recognition fromA forgetful king!A dramatic personaSlim and beautiful,A hermitage characterVedic and classical,Upanishadic and PuranicDodged by an Indian kingForgetful of marriage,Failing to recognizeHer!

Without an American heart, how to sing the song of America?

That he heeds to not,Neither smiles nor speaks to,Neither winks nor nods?Has he turned deaf and dumbThat he neither speaks nor hears me,Should I call my parents and others,What should I do?Why does he remain lost in studies,Why does he in books and papers,Will he turn into a sadhu,A yogi or a fakir?What does the…

Of vested parties,War crimesCommitted by notNationalists, patriots, freedom fightersBut the dictators, despots,Power usurpersNurturing the dreamsOf Greater Serbia,Greater Croatia,Separate Bosnia-Herzegovina,Slovenia, Montenegro, Macedonia.In the aftermath of the post-Yugoslav periodAnd these disruptive, rebellious tendenciesHad taken wings during the communist regime.

TennysonSometimes mimicking, sometimes parodying,But Swiftian in essence,A poet conventionalBut so differentJust like an islanderTelling of the islandsNot the colonies settled.A poet Donnian, PopianHe is more of the 18th centuryRather than the twentieth,Sarcastic and cuttingAcross the lines,Hope intermixesTo reproduceWith his remarks and judgementsIn an Australian presentation.