Adapted to the colder climes
Icy and snowy
Walking on the snow, ice,
Digging for,
Playing on
And fighting with
Is their life,
Their habitat and behaviour.
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Fraught with childhood memories
And now you are exhausted and gone awayFrom where nobody comesSo destitute and devastated lie I here,My brother, younger brotherPassing away at the age of just 52Which but the tears too console it not.
I see,
The gipsies,Gipsy boys and girls,Mean and womenMaking,MakingThe idols,Idols of Ganesha,Ganesha,SiddhidayakVinayaka,Small-smallIdolsInto the handsOr by the roadsideOf Ganesha,Siddhidayak VinayakaFor to be soldOn the occasion ofGanesha Chaturthi.
I writing the history of sadness,
Sadness befalling humanityAnd mankind reeling under,You do not know how sad am I,You do not know how sorry am I!
You will startle to know it that not even a literary friend
Supported meIn my creativity,None of the poets,None of the critics,None of the little journals.I also believed God and barring Him, nobody else,As none liked to see me as a poet,Not even a minor poet,None of the profesors even,Nor anyone of the press and the mediaAnd I went on suffering, struggling and sacrificing,Writing from a small…
What is Jazz?
Cackling,Tinkling,Harsh and harmoniousRipples.
It’s not notebandi,
Demonetized,Phased out,But Tughluqi attemptGoing from Delhi DaulatabadAnd Daulatabad to Delhi,A Kubla Khan in dreams.
Save their habitat
With the sea ice.
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Has China made tanks and missiles
Upon others?Has India too after them?
There was a glitter in the eyes of the burquawalli,
Why to share with you?
A northeastern state
DreadedAnd tribal vehementlyTaking to far fringeLooking beyond toWith Kewhira, KohimaAs capital,Kohima War Cemetery,Dimapur, Zunheboto,Wokha, Tuensang,Peren, Chumukedima.NagalandThe land of the Nagas,Tribal, aboriginal peoplesDivided by sect, costume and speech,Scattered over the hilly terrains,Green and wild.A hilly state of the tribesAngami, Ao, Chakhesang, Chang, Kachari,Khiamniungan, Konyak, Kuki, Lotha, Phom,Pochury, Rengma, Sangtam, Suni, Yimchunger,Zeme-Liangmai,Distinct in dress, habit, custom and…
The history of man,
That you don’t know it,That I don’t know.
We all are most selfish people
As we are not readers exactlyAnd even if we read, we for purposes,We are ether for our papers or thesesOr for criticism, but there areSome true readers who want it not,They read for pleasure and profitAnd try to keep silentGoing page by page,Where will you such a readerAs they can explain him betterRather than pragmatic…
Just click the keyboard
Open the poetry websiteAnd post your poemsWhatever it comes to your mindWithout judging the worth of,It will not cost youJust the net packKeep you recharging with.No expenses, nothing to doWith pen and paper,Publication and proof-reading,Fear and suspenseAnd doubt as for review,Comment from the critics,Just go on, go on clicking,Pressing the buttonsOf your keyboardTo be an…