Where could he have brought from

Yea, the moonfaceNot less than the moon with the twinkling stars.People see the moon, the silvery fair white moon,But I see you,My moon, not less than.Let me say, I love you,I love you, BurquawalliAnd when go I, see my bibiBut with love.People call them, lo, see, see them the clouds,The moon of the clouds, under…

Of Siddhidayak VinayakaBy the roadside pavements,Drying the idols,Carving out of clay,Chiselling and paintingLively,Lively GaneshasAnd going with the idolsTo sellThe gypsy,Gypsy girls,Small-small gypsy daughters,DaughtersUncouth and clumsy,clumsyBut,But withBeautiful,Beautiful Ganeshas,Beautiful Ganesha idolsInto the arms of theirs,TheirsMythical,Mythical Ganeshas.

The divino-religious school of poetry,The ashramite school of poetry.With the ashrama at the helmAnd sadhna the purpose,The school is mystical and religious,Spiritual and divine,Theological and cosmological.The experiences and emotions ofThose of the ashrama and ashramites,Sadhakas, ashramites and disciplesBusy with ashramite rites and practicesAnd routine duties and works.With huts and hemitages, cottagesAnd meditational and conference halls,The…

Awoke me at the dead of midnightTo notice meAbout a deadly snake of the rocky terrainNamed the krait,The deep black and branded,Glistening black snake with the red tongueDarting it,I saw it with awe and suspenseWhen she switched on the lightLying in a corner of the roomJust after the funeral of my father was overA few…

I hearAboutTurkish womenAnd society,The gender bias,Social inequality,Polygamy,Child marriage,Suppression and repressionOf womanly rights,Her prosecutionAnd executionFor no fault of hersAs becauseShe is a woman,A woman,The mother of mankind.

A self-published poet,Appearing in journals and briefed aboutIn dailies tooWas a Subordinate JudgeAttempting to write in laboriously,Trying to put efforts into the realms of poesy.A poet like a rhymer in verse, a poetasterLabouring to express in,Putting in some mental effortOr trying to improvise laboriouslyWas he the man and the poet,But no less than inIn the…