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volga

( while taking a tour through those poems readers are requested to keep in their hands, a feather from the pea-cock’s tail )

 

Volga - 1

 

there might have been some provocation

on the part of the rat’s bible

 

it is not known when and how

every piece of sleep that spatters

from the oesophagus of the dip-swimming

has stick to the c-sharp

of the newly-purchased tooth-brush

 

the air within the wish-bicycle

figures nothing less

 

how much is it necessary now

to ****** the blue-hue with the study

that can be saved by the depression of the Ganges-basin

to develop the snap-shot of the garland-exchange with the

antiseptic cream

 

would you think it for some moments

my lord

the lord of the market

 

before sending any secret e-mail

to the cyclone

residing in the room

behind the stair-case

let the Volga be read once more

with all its clothes

and hair-styles

 

Volga - 2

 

the winter of the water-canon

oxidised by the fireflies

wants to touch every bamboo-flute

of this soil, it seems

 

as if it plays

in the body of every cauliflower

the total memorising-skill

of the blue and yellow pyramid

 

and if some lines of changes

in the planet be added

the birth-day of the bolster

that goes to the sea

may learn with a lesser effort

the pollen-efficiency of the nail-marked walls

 

how much should I scold the squirrels

who don’t want to swim

in the still-water of the black-board

 

Volga – 3

 

the green-circuit of the fried-almonds

that was submerged

in the open-hair of the afternoon

the whole-night workshop

has taught

the thumb-impression is to be put

how far below it

 

if the autobiographies are planted

into the drawer of nature

the solubility of the river-reed

gets it done too late at night

 

all the plus-signs around

from their etiquettes

come down

 

so many foot-notes

caused by the season-changes

 

so before planting life

to the address of the wall-lamps

it seems the cotton-flower

written by the oceans

began yawning

 

Volga – 4

 

to the homoeopathy phial

standing on the traffic-island

why it appears

within her womb

the number of germinated nights

stolen without a kiss

is too little

 

is then it true

if all the chanting of Harinam

can’t be withdrawn from the alcohol

the body-odour of the running tamarisk-shrub

will enter into the circuit-house

 

and that devouring of the parchment

brings to the feelings of the non-veg ant-hills

the let’s-go-cure

gathering in the sauce-island

 

Volga - 5

 

coming to this ironed canal-side

every auto-rickshaw

wants to know and let other know

the mystery

behind the rice-rain

from the cirrus

 

the shame in the eyes of the seal containing signs

supplies the whole-sale dealership

of the civil disobedience movement

to the locality

 

the role of the hammer also

wakes up early in the morning

to put under its own tongue

an antacid

 

is it possible that the spits

used in the observatory

be made a little more fast-moving

 

manuscript of the basement of a well

 

the biography of the pond-heron will be scripted

even-then the productivity of the merry-go-round

wouldn’t be uttered for a moment

no sir, such has never been expected

 

in the liquefied banana-blossoms

too many hot breads resulted from the season-change

continues to bat vehemently

and climbs to the peak of heart-throbbing runs

 

they in a group will go to the

aqua anetha of the mole hill

to organise a folk-song

 

to understand this

no arbitration of the cactus is required

 

notwithstanding

it is heard that the thread was pulled

by the violin of the wife of the moon-god

from behind the screen

 

here in the eye-front

is the basement of the morning-well

 

on its one page lies the faulty crow-caws

and on another some sun-shines

swinging on the hanger

after some pages in recurring …the chicken-pox … the boot-polish …

 

within the two covers of the dance-drama

also comes the creepers and herbs

grown around the melting point

of the arm-chair

whose legs are broken

 

if each pore on the skin of the river-lily

becomes so much known

then in the background of this low land

 

let us have one game more

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murari-sinha
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Sep 13, 2010
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