Keep a light with
Or the mobile light for some minutes,
Switching off the lights
At a specific time
At 9 p.m. on 5.4.20.
To show light is to pray,
Stand in solidarity,
Keep a night vigil prayer
And let light dispel it darkness,
Let the energies be saved,
Let the light show new hopes.
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When I die, I know it
I shall be all aloneWithout the relatives,Kith and kin, near and dear.I do not need anyoneTo perform the funeral ritesNor to repent for,Where have you the time,Where have I the timeTo let you know aboutAs am in a huff to goAnd have to go but all alone,The body will be consigned toBut who will, I…
Gandi rajneeti ho rahi hai
Chahe wo left ho yaa right,Right yaa left,Gandi rajneeti desh ke hit meiThik nahi,Gandi rajneeti karnaa.They are doing dirty politics,In Delhi they are doing it dirty politics,Whatever be he a leftist or a rightist,A rightist or a leftist,Dirty politics in the interest of the countryIs not at all good.
What it is in my heart,
What it is in my heartIf ask you,Ask you aboutThe hurts and wounds,Hurts and wounds,Making remembered ofPains and aches,Pitfalls and stumbles uponMet in love.
There was a structure over
With pillars and columnsMade from lime-surkhiAnd decorated with figures and figurines,Sculptures and images,But what structure was it,It is very difficult to say itAs we presumedConsidering the age-old claims,Faith and devotion,If it had not been, why did they remainAdhered to for so long?
A poet of the Himalayan heights
Humanistic and grandWith a heightened tone of ownOften in an addressing tone.
Was not a poet
A Malyalam poetGandhian, Tagorian,A nationalist,An internationalist,A liberalist,A humanitarianAnd a socialistWhat not?A poet Sanskritic,Vedic, UpanishadicAnd of cosmic visionAnd delving,Lyrical and lovefulAnd devotionalWriting poetryWith a big heart.
Illuminating it all,
What it dark, let it be,
Just feel you the light
Fighting darkness within
And around you.
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Let the roses be for St.Valentine,
For the Lord of Love,Let the roses be.A pack of roses in his memoryOr, why not a red rose to himRather than to the belovedIf she is unavailable,Why not to give it to a child?Let the day be in his reminiscence and remembrance,In the remembrance of St.ValentineAnd his sacrifice,His attempts to save love,Love sacred and…
Was not a gangster,
Turned himIntoAnd now is a rowdy boyWho eats, drinks and keeps bad companySpeeding and passing timeAt the bus terminus,Partying and holidayingAnd picnickingAnd feastingTo enjoy lifeReady to give lifeRather than being alive.
What is Dalit literature?
The Dalit people,Their life and culture,Dalit Dalit,Downtrodden, fallen and livingBelow the poverty lineUnder impoverished circumstances.Dalit is Dalit, what it lies marginalized,Suppressed and oppressed,Exploited and used,Dalit, Dalit literatureOf the Dalits, by the Dalits, for the Dalits,Not of the non-DalitsAnd even if they are, they are for taking benefits,But political Dalits I shall not supportNor shall I…
You called me a poet,
Say you,Local, provincial or nationalOr international?If local, the local peopleCall it notAs have a coterie of their own,If provincial,The state academy has its ownPoet officials,Office-bearers, members or recipients,If national, who is take me thereFrom the provincial level?So let it be,I a poet of my own right,Self-styled and self-published.
The vagaries of life,
The migrant workersTaking the journey back homeOn foot,A long way to goWithout money and livelihood?Is this the India we intended to build,Did we get independence for all that?Are they menAnd for what are they there stranding?Going on the path of life just likeThe caravans of refugees,Just like the nomads, the nomadic peopleAnd the gypsies going,The…
Sitting on the gallery benches,
Circus artistes playing with brutal and bloody animalsAnd the orchestra music taking us far away.