But women’s day,
Women celebrating it,
Talking of their rights,
Their freedoms,
Without women,
Can we think of
Our existence?
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Donald Trump
of Ivanka Trump,a candidate gutsyappearing in a gusty wayand she moderating it all,introducing himso vocal and confessional,emotional and passionate about.
China struggled to contain in
But Spain and Italy out of control,Can China not help with its strategy and aid?
One day
Stay it hereNor will you,Only the values,Values will stayIt here,Values,Values,Human values,Neither youNor I will,but values,Values,Human values.
Instead of searching for new poets in English,
And who not,It will be betterIf translate we the native literature available into EnglishTo have an ideaOf the history, art and culture of the lands,Unfurrowed and unknownRather than delving into the things in the making,There will be poets in EnglishAnd we shall read them.From the Santhal Parganas of the Jharkhand pleateauTo Darjeeling and KalimpongTo Assam,…
Even now the people shudder at
Your troopers coming in hordesOf the nomadic and barbaric peopleTo attack.
In the Tiger Temple
The Buddhist monksRearingThe orphan tiger cubsIn the Tiger TempleWalking withThe tigers,Caressing,LovingAnd caringIn all friendliness.
With festoons, banners and graffiti,
Flags and balloons
And women as participants going,
Taking part in the rally,
Women from around the lobe
Talking of their rights,
Their liberties.
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Time,
Keeps it rotating,TimeMechanical and Cosmic.
The missing man has been found again
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Ghar-wapasi, Homewards
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Poetry for poetry’s sake,
Poetry as poemsExperiences converted,Passed on,Sounds, images, thoughts, emotionsFelt through the lines.The art of reading he says about,Style and verification,The diverse moods and mental set-upsOf the poets,Poetry connected with lifeAnd aesthetic value too,Poetry poetry.What to say about poetry,Poetry diverse and varied,There is no end of it,No limitation of itWithout any boundaries,What you take for,What I take…
Burning the midnight oil
Paradise Lost, Paradise Regained,A poet with a massive planFor a literary workOf a vast cosmology,Epical and classical,Profound and elegant,Latinized and sublime.The Temptation and the Fall of ManFrom Paradise lured him mostTelling of the Primeval Sin of ManWhich led for his Fall from Heaven,A rebel or a religious fellow,Who was he?