It was dark black

You singing in the darkFar from!They too sing,Sing the songsOf RamaWho are destituteAnd devastated in life!O Singer,Singer singing,Singing in the darkThe song,Song of Rama!So soulfully,So heartfullySometimes with tearsInto the eyes,Sometimes so delightfully?Tell me,Tell me,Who you are,Who you are,O Strange, Strange SingerOf Rama,Rama?N.B. In the memory of my youngest brother

Dovetailing and stitching,Even stealing others’ propertiesTo call yourself a poetess.

Make them knowledgeableWith regard to gender bias,The discrimination against womenThat he is a man,She is woman,That he can do it,She cannot,The boy is the family headWhich but she cannot be?Gender bias,Gender bias,Knew I notNor did I come to feel itBut used to feel aboutThe inhuman discrimination for so long.The male baby is the top priority,The…

And mountainsThrough the face,Face of the orangutans,OrangutansSwinging by,Atop the wild highOr on the branchesOf the treesThe orangutans,The reddish-brownedOrangutans.

Which is benign and benevolent,Calm and turbulent at the same timeAnd if Nature remains it not,Will man be able to live onThis planet,If the earth gets bereft ofRocks, stones and trees,What will it happen,Will life exist on earth?Today we are fraught with so many problemsDoing the rounds, disturbing us,Ruffling it all in an untidy way,Environmental…

The clown and the fool said to me,How silly is it to ask about these!