They are the sadhus,

Coy and simpleVedic village girl,A daughter BrahminicalAnd Upanishadic,Aryan and ruralAnd naturalOf the sacred space!Shakuntala,ShakuntalaInto the Vedic hermitageSo gracious and chasteTelling the tale ofHer womanhood,The struggle of giving nameTo her son,Getting recognition fromA forgetful king!A dramatic personaSlim and beautiful,A hermitage characterVedic and classical,Upanishadic and PuranicDodged by an Indian kingForgetful of marriage,Failing to recognizeHer!

With a round and big nose-pinDelineate I,Sketch and paint IThe Eyes so glaring and shining.

And the ashes to be scattered into the garden of his house, Shaw’s CornerWith those of his wife, Charlotte Payne-Townshend.Why did Shaw choose to be cremated,Was he a rebel, a revolutionary, a heretic,An idealist, a socialist, a talker?He was not a thesis-giver,But an anti-thesis makerWith the guts of contradicting any theory,Any philosophy.G.B. Shaw was G.B.Shaw,There…

The world they inhabit and live in,Have you at least peeped into their lives,How the lives of those artistes?The circus artistes, the circus animals,You try to give the least of your thoughts to them,To those circus artistes,To those circus animals,To those circus people whom you know them not.The lions in the cageOr brought alongAnd the…

Nahi to sharabi ban jaogeiAur tum jab girei huyei hogeiTab tumhe koi nahi uthayegaa.Yahi hai duniya,Yaha ke log,Dost sharab piyoAgar nahi raha shakatei hoEske binaLekin sharabi mat bano, bano.DrinkerDo not drink wine too muchOtherwise will turn into a drinkerAnd when will you remain fallenNobody will come to make you stand.This is the world,People of here,If…

Let, let me be a red china roseAt the Ankleted Blackly Holy Foot of the Mother.O, let me, let me be a flower offered toThe Artistic and Sculptural Leg Divine of the Mother,Just the replica of the one Leg Divine of KaliAnd I a hibiscus offered to!