Sometimes you have
To think out of the box
"Flog the workaholic ox
So that the indolent one
Dragged by the yoke
***** nilly ,together,begins
To work!"

It should not come as a surprise
Though the right posture
A subordinate doesn't lack
"Do in Rome as Romans do"
With a curved back
S/he has to walk!

It shouldn't come
As a surprise
Watching journalists
Praise that shower
On a tyrant government
In power!

When smiles
From my teeth
You often scan,
Do not  conclusion jump
Posses my heart you can
The former is for all
But the latter
For one!

Observing a man
Walloping his cat,
For mewing without respite,
Gripped by fright
A dog kept quite,
In a pitch-dark night
When a thief
Heading the gate past
Stole into a hut!"

Read this tale to me my aunt
When I was
On the wrong side of an infant,
To hit home" Never bury the fact !"

With a dump eye
I condoned the walloping
Of colleagues
Who asked
"Injustice and ill treatment why?"

Anon, my turn turned up
And I suffered a deadly slap!

Bubbling up
From my memories back
The meaning of the tale
I heard four decades back
Appeared to me stark
When I suffered
A similar meaningless
Power exercising attack!



My Novel 'Hope from the Debris of Hopelessness'

    Paperback
    Publisher: Noah Books (October 14, 2017)
    Language: English
    ISBN-10: 194811707X
    ISBN-13: 978-1948117074

With an intent of
Stripping off all--Wives & footholds--
And taking over,
A monkey measures
And measures
Father's foot mark
Walking behind father's back
And inflict on the same attack
Cognizant ,subject to
The wear and tear of time
, feeble,
A defensive hand
Father could lack!

A mentor,  I helped
An apprentice
Acquire a sharp mind
And a nimble hand
Till on his feet stand.

When he realized
He has ensured balance
Began the apprentice
Forward advance,
Quite strange to the behaviour
Of other apprentices.
Ungrateful he started to hurl
Acerbic remark
About  my skills
Casting a covetous glance
For boss's chair a chance.

Though keeping the necessary distance
I often retreat
Miss reading my sagacious move
Signs of inferiority or defeat,
Upstarts begin going out of their way
On me damages to inflict!

Nudging me out of
My shell
They adore
Turning my life a hell!

Myself I have to blame
After declaring“I have severed
Our relation, intolerant to
Her theatrical and self-seeking love game!”
Back to square one, under
The pretext of sympathy, of course,
Buckling under her sight and voice
I acted the same,like a moth to a flame!


Though my siblings and friends
Advised, “A leech, if she has no other intent
Then, inconsiderate, she'll bleed you dry
Why should you call her my dove
'Cause her sentiment is far from love!
Dump her, the problem to solve.
Innocent, no need yourself to absolve!”
Back to square one, under the pretext of
Evading conscience-pang—A fickle—

I acted the same,like a moth to a flame!


Offence blind,proving a fool,
I failed to see the wide room
For her to be unfaithful!
No sooner we got out of bed
Acid to my salary,though to garner it
Back myself I have to bend,
She used to hand it over to
Her indolent boyfriend!
Though I knew
Our love was clinically dead,
My youthful life on bitter love
I was forced to spend!
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