i pick up flowers from the pages of the calendar
and scatter them on the picture-frame
of my dwelling place

sometimes the spring comes
sometimes the buddhist monastery  

along the pitch road  of the city
thousand counts of uproars

the mess-building that is situated
on the top of the coconut-tree
has also joined the march-past

and who miss the last train
i offer them  glasses of tea
as an anti-war  campaigning

the plastic-made afternoons
hoist the flag of nail-polish

as there is no water-bottle
around your neck

the assembly of choosing
one’s bridegroom oneself
has rejected you

in the light of the hassac-lantern
the screaming becomes thoroughly interesting

in the about-to-vanish forest-land
the nocturnal shopping hangs vertically

can you be able to get searched
some white-holes under the unfathomable water

then the visiting river should not take tablets
to manage it blood-pressure

now from the window of the town
look at the running away of the
tyre-less motor-cars

and their changing of colours
every now and then

as if after a successful operation
the new ant-hills
are singing and dancing very much

within so much noise
some spoons remain quite indifferent

it is heard that a lawsuit challenging the legal-status
of their relation with the prickle  is being proceeded
in an open court

even standing before the court’s dock
no green mango has told the truth

so to do a usg report of the pendulum
that remains static under the dream
has become very much necessary

1.
i may call it a leaflet
i may call it a handbill

but don’t you notice
a large number of gossips
is natant in the air

do you admit that the fuming heart
that’s  glorifying the plate
should be made a must-read
for any seed-bed

the sun tells that to keep-fit
the health of the clouds
the instigation of the perfumed-soap
is required

with that pituitary
some neighing of horses
that is fastened tightly with cork

now see
if you can offer pregnancy
even to the barbie doll

by the by
it should be informed here
if the question of roaming in the woods
is raised

the highly-educated bathroom
feels very helpless

and taking repeated somersaults
in the sunshine
in the rains

the folding umbrella
also have got very much out-of-temper

on the other-side of a grave wall
there may rightly be a water-vessel
that is chicken-hearted by birth  

there may not be around her
a stretching of water-body

do remember
when we all went that day to catch the train
the room of the rail-station was totally vanished

after enquiry it was revealed that
it had gone to observe holidays with its family
in the yolk of the eggs of the snipe

before opening the no-door to take a leap i also knew
that the top-branch of a green and large grasshopper
was mainly made up of white-stones

i did not also have
any mystic words  
given by the moon
to recite silently

so without caring for the water
i made a all-complete ocean
with sands and cement

throughout the  year  
solvency gets down
from the body of the traffic signal

even-then
the monsoon this year
has been under the poverty-line  

and the ray of hope is that  
it is this circuitous route
leading to the top of the himalaya

that would one day
play the tune of differential calculus
on her guitar

before going to bed it is to be checked thoroughly
if there lays any carbon-paper under the bed-cover

now-a-days some upstart pelicans become so
disobedient it can not be assured if they come
to know the whereabouts of the blood easily
from the copy of the heart

then they distribute the delirium of the high-heel moon
by writing cash-memos at the gate of the locked-out plant

the hundreds of thousands of white clouds
also drink the whirl-water of love

they touch to feel the freshness of the habitat
they touch to feel the can full of smiles

after the explosion they touch to feel
the bier of the deodar-birds
covered with tamarisk plants

it is circulated deep into the soil
that you’ve wore the dress of paraffin

in the multidimensional wind of the winter
the cash-memo of the recently purchased
gold-bangles
would reside for some time more

then all the pregnant women
would assemble in the river-ghat
to meditate on the paddy-blossoms

all diamonds and clubs
would overcome their insomnia

through this arrangements
the crushing-news of fostering
flows

this dilution is well-known

the river-ripple of the air
after reading the sun
would keep some extension of dahlia
on its palms

in an unwritten evening
the demi-god-birth of the fire-flies
would break

their easy dead bodies
by the instigation of the surges
would  ring … and ring… and ring
and spread cheerfulness


the elderly rain-tree comes to spray anti-biotic
on the spoilt top-branch of the young lad
covered with citronella

say
where should i keep all those foot-prints
having no lineage

from whose paraffin-in-the-palms
has taken birth
so much monsoon rain-falls

why the seagulls of this earth
have not learnt
in a better way
the meaning of open windows

wearing the same costume
they can fly only
from the north-east thames  
to the non-aryan autumn

in the woods of yellow moon-light
the feathers fall down
from the body of the villagers

they levitate as letter
like the leaves of coconut
before the windows of a hospital

it may happen then
in the fire of the cigarette
in-between the fingers
there is no more in waiting    
any absent-mindedness  

rather
after composing their letters properly
the mermaids in the deep-fridge
are waiting for their next print

by putting the fire of the dry straws
in the air the indifferent neighbour
saves the intellect of the red-sandalwood

thus if it is possible to catch there
the betrothal
in the oily pollens of the spring