Green hariyal
In flocks
On the tree-tops
Perched.
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Without Ph.D. or M.Phil.,
In the P.G. Deptt.Of the varsity,It was his good luckFor to retireAsuniversity professorEven if he reads or not.
O, heart
romanticand colourful,dreamy and imaginativeand fanciful,singing the songsof love,love which is mad,madly yours!Love me,love me,but cheat you notsomeone,as love is,love is mad,madly ours,have you,have you ever loved,loved!
In this Age of Internet,
On Facebook, Twitter,People uploading poems,Posting on websites,Making blogs.
Today it talks about human rights violations,
Meeting the Governor and the PresidentAs for prevailing anarchy,But can it re-think,What has it done,A reign of terror was writ largePeople unable to speak, unable to write,The freedom of speech, freedom of expressionLay it censured,Everything cut and censured,And did they say, the communist bosses,The party bosses as super men and super mindsThat was correctAnd all…
I love you. Do you love me?
I love you. Do you love me?
The red kite flying,
Circling and circling over,How beautiful is itTo see the bird of preyHovering around,Encircling around!The red kiteSoaring on large wings,Unfolded,Scaling and soaring.