Giving tears to anybody.
Have you, have you seen Her, if not go and see?
Tears shedded,Half of them wiped, half of them unwiped,I cannot see them, see them, my love,Cannot, cannot view them soTo be falling from.You sobbing and breaking downAnd I seeing turningA stone,What can I do,What can you?Julie, I love you,Love you,I love you,Have I.Only one thing that remember I,Julie I love you,Love you.Only one thing that…
Machines and tools,Factories and industries?Cities and towns mushrooming,Dirt and dust,Din and bustleAnd jams?Modern English poetry,Is it of city life and culture,Metropolis and mega cities,Airports and bus terminuses,Traffic lights and zebra crossings?Modern English poetry of modern manLiving in towns and cities,Flats and skyscrapers,Going by lifts,Staying upstairs.Modern English poetryOf modern life and living,UrbanityAnd connectivity,Global access and connectivity.Of…
They with the cymbalsAnd dhols,Singing Hare Rama, Hare Krishna,Rama-Rama, Krishna- Krishna,Krishna-Krishna, Rama-RamaAnd going the wayThe kirtaniasWith the Ram-dhuna,The kirtaniasWith the Krishna-dhuna,Hare Rama, Hare Krishna,Rama-Ram, Krishna-KrishnaSinging, clapping and dancingAnd playing musicLost in Ram-dhuna,Krishna-dhuna.
Syrian, Syrian daughter!
Those who sellAnd take too,The wine men,The liquor men,The daru menAll related withSpirits, stimulants,Daru piyoAur daru plwao,Nasha masters,They gatheringTo celebrate itFor once and all,Daru pikar finish kar do,Having taken daru finish you it all,the dream,The dream of reckoningFor the new year,New year to come,Daru piyoAur nach karo,Take you daruAnd dance,Daru pikarDeshi yaa videshi.
Observing the Ganga AartiAmid the blowing of conches,Obeisance to the deityOr to the mother GangaAnd the showing of diyasBurning,Struggling with darkness,Telling human habitationAnd living,The house not a haunted house.The eve prayer is itWhich it is performed in every homeWith the showing of lightAnd the prayerAnd the blowing of conchesIn every traditional village home,But the ghats…
Just think before saying, what are youAnd say to simplyAs my love your love,Your love my love.
Just believe,Said he.But on hearing him, said she curtly and cutely,O Mr., how long will you go saying,I love you, love youAnd dodging others?It’s too a realityThat she has, I love, love youTo many a girl beforeBefore meeting herAnd she catching him red-handed.
English-inspiredArchitectural heritage,Mansions and buildingsPatterned in that wayRather than the villages,The muddy villagesBy the banks of the river GangesAnd that too cut inBy the stream,Placing in this side,In that sideAnd the boatmen busy all the timeOr as engaged
Poetry is song, music, dance, painting, art and architecture, sculpture, theatre and literature,Poetry is poetry,Poetry is philosophy,The philosophy of life and the world,Poetry Brahminical, non-Brahminical,One who Brahma is a Brahmin,Poetry a discussion of Prakriti and Purusha,The lingam-yoni motif,Poetry a discussion of the self,The Soul and the Supreme Soul,The Mind and the Over Mind,Poetry cosmic, supra-mental,…
All Things Bright And beautifulBy Cecil Francis Alexander,Up-hillBy C.G.Rossetti,He That Is Down Needs Fear No FallBy John Bunyan,VirtueBy George Herbert,MarthaBy Walter de la Mare.