Were you a ghummakkad,

Wildly beautiful to look at,Ravishing hue!Wild flower, I see you hangingIn the forest tracts,Visitors come and pass by,But know notWhat it in your hue!Had I known your beauty,Had I hue and rioting colours,I would have shown to them,Would have kept on display,But a poor judge stand I hereWithout any knowledge of you!What your name and…

What is more important,Life or poetryWhich comes it first?

In the praise of Ganesha,Lord GaneshaWith the hands foldedAt the temple entranceOffering water and flower petalsJust before the start of my worshipAnd olden artistic statues dancing,dancing before the eyesMade in different styles,From different objectsRock-cut, made from clay,Wooden and painted,Ganesha aschildOf Shiva-Parvati,Ganesha as dearer to Parvati,Ganesha in an elephantine faceLooking so bizarre and grotesqueBut blissful blessingWith…

Failing to sing the songOf love,Full of betrayal, misunderstanding and infidelity.Again wipe I out the tearsAnd smearing with sobs and sighs and their remembrancesKeep I singing the song of life and love,How was I,How have I become?Even if return I back to, where to returnAs they are notWho used to be once,The same house now…

Kavi aur uski kavita,Sirf kavita aur kavi.Poetry festivalPoetry for poetry,The poet and his poetry,Only poetry and the poet.

Re-coming.