Do not,

What will people say about,What will your friends?I value not the people and their notes,Nor the studentsAs they give not food to you,Just you.If you fail for four to five times,One day the school will turn you outAs per their rule and regulation,If stay you on as an old guy.Among the small, small boys,You will…

Scattered over,Littered withOver a far flung spaceWithout any connect wayAnd the houses made of mud and straw-thatched roofDescribe I,An India obscure and ruralOf the farmlands and agricultural landsDepict IWith the shed in the other side of the houseOr with the cowshed,The cows, buffaloes, goats and sheep,Dogs and cats,Barking at night,Marking the footsteps approaching,Maybe of dacoitsOr…

The most bad fellow.On reading books none could be a man of lettersOne who reads a few letters of loveCan really be a man to be reckoned with.Where do you search Me,I am by you, all around you,Search you in your heart and soulAnd presume it as the temple of Mine.Having got a cottage thatchedKeep…

Nautankibaaz,The husband cannot recognize wife.

The artist as a young man,No, no, young man not,A young woman.Sketching the photo of hers,Want I to hang it onOn the wall of the house,Decorating it so elegantly,The portrait of an young artist,The artist as a young man.And the art turning it lively,A girl as a modelSitting before meAnd I drawing her sketches, images,One…

And in capers respond they,Which I suggest you not to take,But as I hear it thatYou a workaholicWhich means, means that work is your alcohol?Even on Sundays and Saturdays, when people do they their half or no duties,I can see you striding towards the officeWith files and handbags,What the matter,How did you get addicted to,Workaholic?I…

Which she wiped it,Red with the weeping and tearsI saw her turning a stoneAnd she went on asking,Do you love me, do you love me,If you had not to love, why did you love me?If you had not to love, why did you,Say you,Why did you cheat me,Why, why did you?And I saw her standing…

capturedin a photographtaken by the camera,your smile,smilecapturedin a photo.

The love of sister, the love of brother,As my heart their heart, my love their love.A singer of love, go I singing on the ways of lifeAnd to go, to go my nameAnd the day stop I, take it forThat the singer is not,Has gone away,Away and away from hereWhere you cannot reach,Nor has anyone…

Ram and Sita,How had it been,Collage the imagesAnd say you!

Egyptian, Iranian, Iraqi,Syrian, Yemeni girls,Do they love or not,Do they celebrate St.Valentine’s Day or not,Is there love in their hearts or not?

And of yore,Centuries old,Built ago,If the spade clinks overAnd the digger stumbles overAnd gifts it toA thing of historiography and museumlogy,How to view it,Hold into the hands of mine?O, a statue of gold, pure gold,Looking blacklyOr coated so,But of pure gold,Weighing to croresIn current valuation,Suppose that find youA statue historical, museumlogical,How to hold itInto the…