O Karmayogin,

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

And you with the eyeful tears,The lashes wet withAnd a few teardrops splashing the eye-lidsFalling outTo trickle down the cheeksWhich but I could not know,Just saw you breaking down,Weeping inconsolably,I too tried my best to avert youAnd went down breaking,is this called love,Love for not only the beloved,But for all,Whom love you?Is this called love,Call…

In full gala and glitzTaking the selfiesFor her self-pleasurein all smilesMiss SelfieSharing the self talks.

With the sun reflecting,Rising and setting,Time reflected overAnd denotedBy the rising and falling sun,Sunrises and sunsets.A poet of the sun dial,Time,All permanent and all-pervasive,The world a matter of time,Time mechanical and cosmic,Life and its fleeting moments,Life and the passage of time,Man has a destiny of own,Ever known to us,Time and the universe,Human time, Creational Time,The…

ConversationWith Ram-RamJust as a courtesy,Bhai, aap kaisei hain? ,Brother, how are you? ,But now-a-days say they notRam-Ram bhai, Jai RamjiBut for doing politicsJai Sri Ram.Prem se boliyeRaja Ramchandra ki jai,Bajarangbali ki jai,Say with loveGlory be to Lord Rama,To Hanuman god!

They knew it Gandhi,They practised it Gandhian principlesIn their day-to-day lifeWhich but said I, how could it beTo the teachers of he departmentOpened recentlyAnd all those fellows coming fromPolitical science, history, philosophy and those withSome interest in Gandhi or GandhismOr some papers on or thoseShunted elsewhere butWilling to come to the foreLike the teachers of…