And spell its each letter
Like I peel a fruit
A smell of life I get in my nostrils
Before I complete the first syllable
Each letter is a layer
Paves the way to form a phase
Till I reach to a syllable
To have a pause
Before I take the stress
The sound it produces
Resonates with the tune of life
Casting a deadly spell upon me
Whose grip will never loose
Till the string of surprise is cut
And I i am put to rest in grave.
Today I got all the reasonsBut have doubts whether I can give proofThose who give logic without reasonAnd give reason but cannot substantiateNo choice I am left with but to hateTheir errors and mistakes in terms of holesLike that of a flute, close these allAnd there is no tune producedBlow these and these will inflate…
The road looks like snakeThese are not realitiesOnly appearances and fake
Even not a piece of graceOr a drop of waterHas gone freeHe is in such an audacitySays KanchenjungaPoems are dark cloudsBlood- life- joy even heat beatsBehind all of these there is nothingOnly darknessA deceitA movement of surprising hopelessnessYour smile is the whip of lighteningAnd white teeth, the hood of a snakeThoughts are like the milk…
It leads to the whimsAnd fancies of the poetSome are more aggressiveAnd say poetry is prohibitedAs it is far from realityAnd highly imaginativeThis is one side of the coinAnd the view is very myopicLife is very complicatedSo poetry isIt is very difficult to defineAnd man to man poetry variesTo some it is meant to celebrateTo…
And let not the theme of your poems only be concerning usGlobal issues are dealt by the global poetsHere lowly people live; they eat low, talk lowTotally mean people, they don’t talk what they meanWhat they mean they don’t speak out, such meanly low,For the time being i thought they are not wrongBut later like…
not so slowlyin the middle of my bellyIt can not be an insectOr a reptileAs I feel its clawsScratching the wallsI can not faceAnd remain braveFor everOne dayThe truth will revealAnd you lose your strengthThe house you builtSo longAnd with so much careWill collapseSo soonWith a big thudLike a pack of pinsAlong with 6 wallsDream,…
