That
It was
A wild cat
Bushy, wooded and grizzled,
Peculiarly grey brown,
Speckled and freckled
Utmost
And tamelessly swift
Before it is stopped.
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From Kabir
The Kabirpanthis,All the paths leadingTo Kabir ChabutaraFor his place of work and meditation,The lectures and sermonsSo replete with mysticism and spirituality.
Is of
The gipsies,Nomadic peopleDiasporicOf races, ethnicity,Power and politics,Ghettos and taboosHereditary and patriarchal.Culture studiesOf cultural space,Get youAnd give it to others.
The song of poetry,
Changing times,Nuances of the language,The cadence of speech,The rhythm of life,Speech,The vibes of the world.Your songThe song of the guitarAnd you a guitarist,A musician performing,Plucking the wires of the instrumentAnd the music cackling.
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.
Absurd Drama
Why are weAnd for what?What are we waiting for,Who is it to turn up?The Theatre of SilenceWhere the artistesRehearsingBehind the curtain?Why the theatre silentWithout people,Without shows,The gallery fallen silent?ChandramukhiClutching starsInto her hand,Where is she going?Where the belleWith jasmines into her hair,Beaming with and going?Sparkling,Sparkling and going,Glistening and glowing to pass out of sight.
I celebrated it
Of the small children.