Saffronites
With an ektara
And anklets
Tied to legs
Dancing
And singing,
Singing and dancing
Lost in musical rapture.
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As I can see them borrowing,Cutting the materials from,But what to say to?
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So mod and up-to-dateThe Nicaraguan beauty, blonde,The damselBowling me outWith the fall of my wicket,Who, who the guy,The beauty, blondeWinning over my heartAnd taking it away?Now you say it to me,How to return back home,Should the native returnOr should I stay here in putFor her?
A mad man
Madly.OnThe pathOf life.
The woodpecker pecking into
Just like a carpenterWorking with its tools,The woodpeckerMaking a shrill callAnd peckingWith its beak,Long beakDrilling intoTo bore in a holeTo live in.
O Topiwallah, is politics the all,
Donning and doing politics?You going somewhere for somethingAnd the topi falling behindIn the strong gust of the wind.Topiwallah, the topi is not the all, juggle not,You try to be at least manAs divisive politics is not good for health and mind.You mark it that there is God,There is something beyond usWhich is dharma and in…
The Road Not Taken
Isbut a symbolical poemFull of Nature mysticismAnd the mystery of lifeShownIn terms of man as a travellerAnd this uncertain journey of human life.