Something you need to remember
Which the wife too cannot,
What they have given to you,
But keep it in a balance.
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Father’s Day,
My father is not,Dead and gone.
As the place had been away from,
And to stay at homeAs got depressed psychologically,Maniac state too took over the selfWith the proposition,What it is independence,Who is independent from whom,What has it to the common people,But something drew me fromPhilosophizing unnecessarilyAnd I changed my mind even though dejectedlyAnd decided to start for somehow,As I had been unprepared for,Things too had not been…
The small-small breed Indian white cows grazing,
And the white-white cranes picking cereals and going together with.
While bringing a cup of tea and offering me,
I love you,But repudiated not hospitality.The girl was as such,As such…I yearned within to say toBut a guest I could not.
He asked me to call him a great poet,
As he used to edit a literary journal,Again asked he to call himA glittering star of the poetic firmamentAnd called IThough was not.His words seemed to be bombasticFalling short of exploding,Verbose and ornamental,Artificial and jewelled,A poetatster he was,A rhymer,A non-poet and a commonerMaking a tryst with Indian Englsih verse writing.
It was my first kiss
The red rose splashed with the dews.She seemed to be red roseAnd I looking backIn amazement and admiration.A red rose into the hands of mine,The mistress of mineAnd I proposing never to part ways.