Governor nahin to
Governor ka beta avashya.
He thinks himself
Governor,
If Governor not
Then Governor’s son surely.
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The Bactrian camel
Taking me back toCentral AsiaAnd beyond,The face strange-looking,Horse-like,Buffalo-like.
I saw you
A girl whom took I for my love and life,Is love a meetingOf strangers merely?
Your God-gifted face
And re-make IOn a small scape of paper.Your God-gifted faceMakeAnd re-make IOn a small canvas of paper.
That broke you the heart of the Indian maid
European ladies,Anglo-Indian beauties,Rebecca, Henrietta,Michael,How mad, mad had you been,Just feel you It!Were you MadhusudanOr Michael added to later on,Did you foreign liquor tooFor to be an English manOr a European?
Shiv,
Three ash-linedOn the forehead,Blue neckedWith a kamandala,A damru,A trident,Going,A yogi,A sadhaka,A fakiraWith the snakeAround the neck,Bare-bodiedAnd into the loin cloth,Matted hairedAnd with the third eyePowerThe yogi,Sadhu,Fakira going,Going withA rudraksha rosary.
Even a photograph of his is not there
To which he donatedHis lands,What sort of institution is that,Who do run it,Say you?How their senseOf obligation and loyaltiesAnd acknowledgement?