Where the yogi meditating,

Where the dead lie inRestingThe wasteland,WastelandOf barren fields and fallowsLying untilledThe barrenland,BarrenlandSterile and infertileRuffled by heat and dustReflective of the post-warConditions,Deadly wars and their aftermathAnd man reeling underPain and strife,Struggle for existenceAnd human suffering,Misery untoldRain, rain, all praying for rain,Rains, rainsTo quench thirst,VegetationHumans turned as skeletonsIn submissionPraying, praying to the Divine,Asking for redemptionRedemption, redemptionFrom all,All…

When ITook toWritingPoetry in EnglishAfter readingWordsworth,Eliot,KeatsAnd had noIdeaAbout IndianPoetry in English.

But the fanaticsHave not,Why are they still there,For what job to do,To spread fanaticism,Hate speeches,Malice and vengeance,Hatred and prejudice?Are they religious,God-fearing and good,Are they holy,Pious,Say you?

Of hers.A huge photographOf hersOvershadowing.And I walking downThe streetUnder the shadow of.Overlooking usAnd I going by,Passingthrough.I thinking about,FeelingAnd going.Nirbhaya,Fearless, without fear,Why to fear!O distressed soul,Why to look morbid,Death cannot kill you!

Showing the tamasha.The Indian bandarwallahShowing the tamashaWith the rhesus monkeys.Indian rhesus monkeys,Short, small and red-mouthed,But brown-haired.The monkeyman,The monkey showmanShowing the tamasha.The Indian bandarman,Showing the tamasha,The spectacle.With the Indian bandars,The rhesus monkeys,Red-mouthed and small.A street playWhich but you too willAdmire and appreciate it.When see you the bandarsStanding and going,Going to marry.Made to act,One in the ragged…

A good commentator,A commentator of poetryCommenting to open the eyes,To inspire and instillHope and joy,A ray of optimismThrough his comments,Comments made or put forward,A commentator,A commentator of poetryAll you need,All we need.