How civilization totters and falls to crumbling,
How does it batter mankind, the poor destiny of mankind?
The soldiers too are human beings, they too are the sons and daughters
Of expecting fellows thinking of their return journey home,
they too have tears into the eyes of theirs,
They are not the dumb cattle to be bought and sold.
Thinking about my love.
WhereWhere do you liveYouRangeeli,Miss Colourful?‘Into the dreams, ‘Said she smilingly,‘Your sweet dreams.’
And with the placardPeople going,Has something gone wrong,What the case of misunderstanding?I do not understand.EklavyaI feel for you so much,Your talent for archeryAnd your gurudakshinaHow can it be, Eklavya?Black LiteratureWhat is Black literature?Is it of the Dark ContinentOr the Afro-American people,Race and racismAnd civil rights movements?All are not bad,Something is of the time,Of situations and…
But I doubtAre there communistsIn Pakistan and Bangladesh?Has China only learnt incursions and intrusions,The Chinese troops,How to capture and capture?Red China’s Red Army,People’s Liberation ArmySo invasive and aggressive.People’s Liberation Army,What will it liberateOr capture it?
And identity,Where live you,I mean, where do you come from?If you do not have money in your pocket,Take it from me,Borrow it,I shall lend you,But give not the missed calls so often.Missed-call-giver, who are you in reality,An information gathererOr a lover in disguise afterOr a burglar to come,What’s the matter?But scold me not allegedlyBy charging…
You a solitary lass,Rajanigandha!So redolent and fragrant,Sweet and lovely,Icy white and clustered,Rajanigandha,You a flower princess!
