Behind the church
Enjoying the fair evening
When the moon seems to be drizzling,
A silvery white sheet spread over,
Yea, it’s looking milky white,
The moon orbs glistening everywhere
And it’s shining all around.
Stealing the moon, have I brought
And as thus keep we sitting
Behind the church
In milky whiteness,
Enjoying the bliss.
Of the Dalits, by the Dalits or for the Dalits,A Dalit writing about a DalitOr a non-Dalit too,First answer you my question,By the Dalit only or by non-Dalit tooAs the emotion is same,What the agenda,What the motto behind,I mean,Who the manager, director, script writer,The commercial dealerOf the script of the playAnd the theatreAnd the poor…
But a small man,A very small manJust like you.
Stay indoors,Go you not outUnnecessarily.Pray from your house,The house the place of God,God in your heart.Try to extend a helping handTo the needy and poor,To those who need it.Maintain the civic senseThinking about health and hygiene,Cleanliness.The whole world is your home,The whole world a big family,Take care of.There is no religion greater than service,Service to…
From the fold of darkness.
The Tantric seat,One of the shakti-pithasOf the Nilachal hills,By the Brahmaputra riverthe seat of Ma Kamakhya.The NilachalOr call them Kamagiri hillsLooking BlueAs for MahadevaCarrying the corpse of SatiBut the yoni fell it thereTurning the hills blue too.During AmbuvaciFertility festival,It is saidGoddess earthUndergoesMenstruation periodAnd the temple remainsClosed during the period.
The patron of letters,The god ofRiddhi, prosperity and Siddhi, attainment,Giver of success,Remover of obstacles,Om ganapatya namo namah,A god so mystical and mythological,So supernatural and blissful.
