I doubt
If there will be a writer
Of the stature of Salman Rushdie,
A writer so undaunted and fearless
And daring.
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O, the flower which it had to bloom bloomed it not, hung it not,
The flower which it had to outshineShone it not,The glow it had to spreadSpread it not.The flowers saw I them sprouting, bloomingAnd scattering over the forest tractJust anonymouslyBlooming and fading away,Scattering and falling overThe unknown paths,Leading to nowhere.Their beauty who to sing of,Their internal glow, external shine and the halo of beauty around,Who to sing…
How barbaric and medieval are those
Who spread the language of terrorAnd terrorize people,Bring ruin to civilization and culture!
Do not,
SayGoodbye,Goodbye for forever,Do not,Do notSay,Say you,Goodbye,Goodbye for forever.No,No,Never,Never say,Say you,You goodbye,Goodbye forForever,No,No,Never,Never to anyone.
Freud
The layers of consciousnessAnd dreams.FreudBorn to Galician Jew parentsLived in ViennaExpatriated to England.Annotating id, ego, super ego,Dream interpretationWith the Oedipus complex,Human bebahivour and sexuality.FreudA practising doctorOf neurology, psychopathology,A doctor clinical, mental.Reading the human mi8ndWhat it ails it,Human behaviourWhat it takes over.Human guilt,Suppression or repression of desire,How to annotate it,The layers of consciousness?
Mother’s love,
Brother’s loveRemember I, remember IThem in my poetry,My mother,My sister,My brotherSo deeply.Where have they gone away,You say it to me?Why are you silent?Mother’s love,Sister’s love,Brother’s love, remember ISo tearfully and with wet eyes.
The rose-ringed green parakeet,
Parakeet,Picking the zodiac cardsComing out of the cageAt the town squareNear the court campusUnder the banyan tree,Think I,Think iOf the earning,Bird taming,Keeping of the pet,Fortune-tellingSoothing to the desperateAnd frustrated onesReturning from the court campus desperatelyOr loafing joblesslyTogether with its conservation status.