Conflicting sweet and sour things.
From a distance,But how to avail ofAs have some official assignments and obligationsWhich but bind me otherwiseAnd restrict from boarding?My house lies there, my office hereAnd I helpless in betweenThinking of my home,Getting homesick and nostalgicBut what to, what to do?
How to resort to it,Kashmir,The paradise on earth,The paradiseWith the snowy caps and the valleys,Scenery and landscapes,Kashmir,Kashmir,How to paint it?
With me,I am alone,All aloneTo trudge along.All will be my own,How to say it?
Marx, Lenin, StalinAnd Mao,Malyalee communistsMarching with festoons and banners,Eliminating political opponentsAs the communists do itThrough the cadres recruitedAnd the party regimented,Comrades in bonhomieFlanking each otherWith a human chainLinking man to man,Doing politics at the grassroots levelWith the proletariat in powerAnd the middle class bourgeoisAs man and superman,The communist boss posing asSuperman.And palcards
Alone,Alone,All alone!How alone,AloneAm IIn the world,Wide, wide world,Vast and wide!
With the help of the mechanical, electrical, electronic or digital mouse,E-mailing, faxing and scanning and sending,Putting the poems on the internet with the websites of his own.