Of hers,
I mean their selfies,
My God!
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Silence, silence please,
SilenceTo compose oneself.Silence,Just a minute’s silenceTo reinvigorate and rejuvenate oneself.Silence,Silence all that we need,Just a minute,A minute’s silence to re-compose myself.When the times are so hard,Full of chaos and confusion,Tumult sand disorder.Silence,Silence please,A minute’s silence,Just a minute’s silence, sir.To re-compose it myself,To reinvigorate and rejuvenate myselfTo be again at your duty,Just, just let me be…
The love letter from the distant has come,
She sitting across the seashoreWith the hands around her kneesAnd with the expectant eyesAnd I here on this side,Hearing the music of humanityIn love.
The barter system of the olden day
You give me cauliflower, cabbage and tomatoes,I shall potatoes,Give me sweets and others,I shall milk,My goats for youAnd your ducks and hens for me.Believe me,My pocket is empty,Cashless,Moneyless,Leave the talk of black money,Even white is not.
However construct or deconstruct
I am the same manFrom the same areaMoving with time,Grew up in the coloniesTo be post-colonial.
Chechnya is beautiful,
Of the peopleThrough religious bigotry,Tone you not downWomen’s liberties!
Sir, where is the Ph.D. mart,
Where is the Ph.D. mart?I want to be a Ph.D.She asked about it.Again added she,What will take?I shall not write,He will,I mean my guide.