Keep them with you
I know how hard you want them exposed
Keep it  inside you
Even if it's impossible to survive in their lap
Keep it tightened, very tight
One day when you burst
One day you will definitely burst
The world will hear
So, for now, keep it down
And even if anyone cares now
It is too late

A frustrated affair
Runs through history
The pages burnt
The purity reclaimed
Wars wherein millions burn
The victory declared in the end
Based on who killed more
Where did people die more
The bodies with bullets
Buried in pits and crossed
The bodies where survivors
Put roses at the foot end

A frustrated affair
Coincided the deaths
As death scatters skulls in dust
As death never forgets to come
The bodies which speak of love
Ambitious, power greedy bodies
Directing the soldier bodies
To rip the flesh of common bodies
Thereall bodies and bodies and bodies
A single seed of an idea in the body
The color of the body
The money, the gender
The lover of the body

A frustrated affair
Ignored through time
And instead make kids rot the fabricated
The ones that are written to make sense
To propagate the falsehood
To sympathize with one of the prejudices
Each word, each man, each activity
Each death a matyrdom
Each comrade a traitor
Each lover a promiscuous animal
Each freedom a madness
Each tear a lie
Each word stinks of cold decaying humanity

A frustrated affair
In the present
Soon to be a history
Soon forgotten
Lost in old newsletters
The deaths; simple, complex, accidents
What is then but now
What is not now, will never be
What never will be is the existence
Of truth and honesty, of life and prosperity
The humans populating
The humans killing
That is a prominent animal behaviour, but
Isn't ten percent our cerebral capacity?
PK

I love you because
Love has come to me
Through you
Love was lying somewhere
In an undiscovered space
Love came after the shower
Of your casual asteroid arrival
Love was that explosion
My new place of habitat

I love you because
Love is a simple word
And still holds a plenty meanings
Love is a that soft whisper
You make for no one to know
Love is the complex of feelings
That has left me sick with syndromes
Love is the word I cannot find
When I want to acknowledge you

I love you because
Love has meant respect to me
And I respect men and women
Love with its idiopathy and passion
Has made me a mystic-romantic
The eyes of men, the hands of women
The shirts, skirts, the sweats, perfumes
Since my love can't be held in a person
I hold a billion people inside you

I love you because
I let you go
I found your existence
In the deepest pits of my darkest days
So, I had to tear your idea
But let you hang in paper pieces
Far away in my head
The clutches of my solitude
Scared me I guess
And because I love you
I had to save you

I love you because
Yesterday, I thought about you
Yesterday, I was so in love with you
Yesterday, I was so jealous of you
Yesterday, I wanted to be with you
Yesterday, I suddenly hated you
But hate is love spilled
And hence I love you more
But thence, I also hate you
And with each lovepoem
More I write, more I love you
Pk

I do not belong
In the convents

The wheat, is on me, everywhere
And a foreign language, inside me

Fields of uncertainity on me
They feed, they grow inside me

I think I do not belong
In the convents

Where do I belong? Who am I?
Smell my armpits, that must be I

I lust on my mother's language
I lust to find acceptance of me

I do not belong
In the convents

Am I sorry for my government ?
Am I sorry for myself ?

I crave the vision of unseen fields
I argue for the unaccredited history

But I know I do not belong
In these convents

Pk

How can someone,
As old, as wise, as a tree
As near as my breath
As for me, as I am for me
Hate me, disgust me ?
For my germinating mind
Was a failure

For my insecurity baited
That silly child
Suddenly, so sudden
It guided my mouth
To blurt out
A blurred nonsense
No sense in time, for a person

But how can that arrow
Be so swift and sharp

So precisely on target ?

How hate just clouds years of love ?
Like there was never any sun

Every moment defying nature
Announcing pain
Days, years, gone by

Pk