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Your love-song,
Want I,Want I to sing,SingA love-song,A love-songFor you,You!Your love-song,Love-songWant to sing,Sing IFor you,YouBefore I go away,Go awayFrom here,Here!
God,
Save me, save me fromIndian Shakespeare,Indian Milton,Indian Donne,Indian Wordsworth,Indian Keats,Indian Coleridge,Indian Arnold,Indian Tennyson,Indian Eliot,Everything but Indian.English not, but Indic,Indian poets,Indian non-poets, commoners, poetasters, rhymers,I mean poetrywallahsSpeaking Hindustani English,Hindustani in manner, behaviour and attire,Speaking English like some Hindustani dialect.My God, they are coming, coming,Let me, let me hide in,The poetrywallahs,Asking to call them poets,The great poets…
Were you a modern woman
Or a conventional oneMisinterpretedAs for the circumstances of life?Who, who were you, Draupadi,A feministOr a woman fallen underThe situations of life?
Friend, had he said to me,
HaveRestrained himFrom going?Friend, had he said,Said tomeBefore going,Going for enlightenment,Enlightenment for mankind?
The gloom is lurking over in the distant
The winds have started blowing hardAnd lo, the kalbaisakhi is comingAfter the daytime heat and temperature,Heat wave and its ruffle!The gloom extending over, the trees rustling by,Winds blowing hard and howling,Followed by the rains lashing,Trees shaking dangerouslyLest be broken.Unsettling and unseating it all,The kalbaisakhi coming with the dark cloudsAnd the lashes of rains,The gloom and…