You and I arms outstretched
A river of flame between
You and I with gazes fixed
Glass wall stands unseen.
You and I twin river banks
running from mount to sea
You and I ever apart
Never to be we.
You and I with bleeding feet
walking on field of thorns
You and I banging heads
Till both heads spout horns.
You and I uprooted trees
No earth on which to stand
You and I forging paths
To create our new brand.
In great expectations,
taking medicines from
big firms and top pharma
companies that the city’s best
doctors in seconds prescribe
before even patients tell
all they think must be told,
before the doctor makes the
list of drugs they must take
if they are meant to be cured,
they come to find medicines
make no good to happen as
reputed brands are there to
stay to help pharmacies run
when doctors minting notes
only note if the patient gets
so many of their prescribed
drugs, their returns by every
shop closing hour should rise
like the Sensex rising, high tuned
to the market methods of
great demands and poor
supplies when, knocking at
the door, death disturbs all
out of sleep till drug stores
run dry and, losing patience,
patients’ attendants cry foul,
mad only to reason doctors
must write slips for tablets
and injections that are there
around, sold by most firms
and not to be returned to
doctors for newer slips for
patients who must be dead
when the medicines, finally
replaced, reach them in good
satisfaction of their kinsfolk
who think they have won
in finding their people life,
to find their death has come
for they could come back on
procuring drugs doctors
certified would work to their
sure satisfactory end.
Why is it that for nothing
You are so much interested
To know so many things
About me and my past
When I have kept nothing
Hidden from you in all my
Intimate sharings with you
This year, and all those who
Have preceded this, even when the
Smallest of details you have not
Always found relevant for your
Purposes and then not appreciated,
I have put in total view without any
Attempt at screening or pruning things
And it surprises as also hurts me as you
Insist on getting details of things you know
Not if truly I know, and in some ways hide
From you to frustrate your mission on
Putting in that acceptable format that
The people funding your project have
Carefully conceived to let matters that
Have never been there appear great
And unique to make them, in ease,
Drag me to depths of gloom about
Which I should never have intimately thought
And thus, in utterly difficult ways, I should suffer,
Not blaming you in my knowledge of your
Acknowledged foolishness on the bare breast
Of which, in arrogant display of their crooked
Intelligence, they would celebrate how, in your
Betrayal their loyalty to their credo to make me
Suffer, shall don colours in pride and victory
That, through you in love and kindness, I, in
Grave dangers should find myself in my solid
Efforts to expose their damned deeds of poisoning,
You to kill me in your arms as your heart must be
Bleeding at the realisation that you, in vain, in their
Camp courted defeat for me that they sold you as
Stuff victorious which you must never fail to use,
Till they do declare you have never have a face
To be trusted for your safe survival and others’
Dignity and existence, that you could very deftly
Endanger without having to just think for a while
That anything odd and unwanted could take place,
Leaving me badly bruised and bound with you never
To be found in states superior to where you have ever
Been in my company enjoying my trust till this sad treachery?
train doors open
on a blustery breeze
a torrent leaves
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To the late night
Boutique
All your dreams can
Come true
Especially if
Your dreams are rust
Tetanus and disorder
Thank you Barbie
For looking more like me.
Just one more time I must be
That ugly girl in the mirror
For all to see.
I hear their taunting words
“You’re just too fat.”
Don’t you see that?”
So go ahead and laugh at me
Awkwardly doing sit-ups
While you continue to leer.
Who would think that Barbie
Would came to my aid
in time of late?
Once more I look in the mirror.
New Barbie has worked her magic
How fantastic!
I see a different girl
so clearly.
Why it’s merely me?
bringing into focus
a new acceptance
of the real girl to be.
All should take note.
Why all the fuss?
You forgot to look beyond the outside
For you must
discover my world inside.
A kind and caring girl am I
Who visits the nursing home
where old Mrs. Foster
marvels at my beauty
And loves my sense of duty
Never forgetting what I mean to her
and she to me.
Cheetah getting famished sets the ambition to chase a Deer,
Doesn’t stop until the purpose is clear,
Doesn’t gets confused by seeing an animal in the middle,
Achieves the goal and makes the deer to cripple.
You are the Cheetah and deer is the goal,
Other goals are animals in a whole,
Concentrate only on the purpose you have chosen,
Make the goal for you to be frozen.
Frame the aspiration by yourselves you had,
Detach negative from mind which is bad,
Attention only on the ambition you designated,
Do not lose confidence even if you are underestimated,
Add courage, trust, and determination to your mind,
Do not cease until everything is fined.
Be like a cheetah, contrive goals
And be successful in life
Pieces of my notebook paper
lie scattered on the floor
Trying to write a poem but
nothing comes to my mind
The words in my head go in
circles without making sense
This time the writer’s block
doesn’t want to leave
I went to the kitchen
to brew some nice hot coffee
It’s 3 a.m. and I’m still
totally and completely awake
My only companion, my
annoying cat sitting on my lap
I turned on the television,
but nothing was there either
Just those constant brain-
washers and bad news
Back again to my notebook
armed with my pen in hand
Ready to leave a piece of my
heart and soul in every word
The battle goes on and this
writer’s block will not win.
