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Scent of my woman

On a summer Sunday Let’s get out of this crunch Pink cotton floral summer dress Also printed with flowers some fruits in bunch Hair she keeps untied For a hat with wide brim Shining in summer sun For the glare she’s got sunglasses in white rim Sheets unfolded under the old tree In the picnic…

Maa

She is incarnation of Durga Our sins invokes what is beyond Honor and Shame. She transformed to her true nature, For the evil to be amazed. She who is nature in purest of its form, She is indifferent to human gaze. Be careful to walk, your chosen path The garland of heads, symbolic to her…

Brute

You are asking me to renounce the strongest impulse that there is,When I know that your embrace will give me what I call peace.Your touch that I have been craving for so long,In an attempt to sway you I write poems and song.Animal instincts carefully suggested with pinch of flair,The Princess and a Beast, the…

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मान नहीं सकता की पुतला ताबूत पर लिखे नाम का ही पाया होगा| किसी नसिर, सूखविंदर, रोहिताश, तिलक को जैमाल के बाप ने भी जलाया होगा । मजबूरी देख भगीरथ के बाप की के कलमा पढना आता नहीं, रख छाती पे पत्थर “भारत माता की जय”चिल्लाया होगा । जन्नत के दरवाज़े पर खड़े हरभजन ने…

Airport

The morning you had to leave, sitting at the terrace soaking the winter sun, sipping on the morning tea. Some unsaid words imploding inside of you, yet I saw you smiling beautifully. Time was ticking away, arrives the moment of the grave torment. We rush to your room as you pack bags, not much for…

Faiz and his Anti-Hindu stand.

Hum dekhenge is indeed Anti Hindu, no matter what the “intellectuals” might say Faiz Ahmad Faiz, that’s name that has been there in the news very recently. His poem “Hum Bhi Dekhenge”  is gaining popularity again . Agreed great work of poetry, but everything has a time and place. This is not the time and…

…and I look at her with glee,fear and curiosity,  ever so beautiful. And I wonder where she honed the art of improvidence.  I wonder if she would want me to caress my fingers through those hair.  Hair, like a veil hiding the moon  but impossible to hide Selene’s luminosity.

Stages Of Separation

I hide, I seekThe mark on her cheek Her kiss, her glareThe light she bares Her style her flare The ominous affair  Some glimpse of her Are rare and fewHigh defensive walls That she just drew Solitude imploredAt her own accord With no time to waste Always in haste Never thought it through Restlessness just grew Ambiguous words commute From an impulsive brute  Indifference receivedHer reasons…

Selene, My Desire & Fear

…and I look at her with glee, fear and curiosity, ever so beautiful.And I wonder where she honed the art of improvidence. I wonder if she would want me to caress my fingers through those hair. Hair, like a veil hiding the moon but impossible to hide Selene’s luminosity. beautyGoddessLove at first sightMoon GoddessMoonshineSeleneunparalleled beauty