Love Mother love
,Infuse divine spirit ,
You alone in this universe
To  a child ,-that miracle merit .

More of the Ganges' holy-water ,
Your milk through the child flow ,
With your smile ,
The child changes its profile ,
And with your aura , it glows .

Your watching eye ever  casts ,
Fence as girdle to sustain care ,
Your azure wish ever cherishes ,
To make the Innocence fair to fair .

Trillion oceans are trivial ponds ,
When the depth of your love the child shares ,
No full-moon is so glorious when the sky is bare ,
And the Earth can never give birth ,
As the Mother –Kali through you does ,
The whole humans stand to salute ,
The Unified-Field of your love on Earth .

Love Sarah love ,
Fill Sharon’s cup ,
And endow her to unburden your grief ,
The hellish holocaust ,
Must have a psychic burst ,
To give the hanging morbid a relief .

From your bower , hour by hour ,
'The Orphan Shoes' gains ground ,
And for your pains ,it would unchain ,
The  aboriginal  sins world around .

Love Mother love
,Infuse divine spirit ,
You alone in this universe
To  a child ,-that miracle merit .

The Public Girl

I know  am a pearl ,
Often in the day time ,
They call me a nasty girl ,
I am  delicious food ,
I am  drink to mitigate thirst ,
I am a bed to rest ,
I rise when the sun sets in the west .

I have no father as the common girls have ,
My mother fostered me in the dark street ,
I saw her yielding ,serving for food and shelter ,
I felt how for me she did bother !

I do not claim your jilted decency ,
Nor do I have any faith in your word ,
You put trap and catch a bird ,
And make it a roast for your drink ,
You the politicians ,you the corporate ,
You pollute the earth and reset its fate !

My mother was a daughter of a pious farmer ,
Her father trusted a son of an earl ,
And she at her adolescence winged her willow cast ,
The aristocrat swine ,took her away for feast of wine ,
Then she was a sale ,in a brothel ,
Some months before my tragic birth .

I remember my early teen ,
When I was less than fourteen ,
The greedy eyes and swell tongues ,
From my mother’s clients upon me hang .

I remember the occasional presses ,
And violent intake of poisonous kisses ,
From society figures and masquerades ,
And still I feel their blacksmith –like deals ,
And see myself pitted on society’s anvil .  

You are not the first person to hear my tale ,
Many a broken-wing vagabond and tragic hero ,
Many a fate-stricken society’s zero ,
With storm and turmoil finger my bell ,
And seek life’s Heaven in my living hell .

I am a licensed-leisure with clock-tick hour ,
Often an escort for your travel –trip ,
You furrow my land without putting seed ,
You seek my art in every part ,but not my heart ,
And never you wish to know my feeling ,
I know your demand and service of my dealing .

Ah! I had I had my own sorrow and whim ,
A happy family –home as my dream ,
A faithful husband with children two or three ,
Could I have Sabbath and church-prayer free !

Oh no ! Your time is over ,you may go ,
Do you hear the **** ? Yes you hear ,
I have half an hour to attend the next client ,
And to repair the ravage , and a beguile smile .

My Relations

Don’t know why and how ,
In my mother’s womb first ,
My shelter was destined with His trust .

Then on earth , -a strange place ,
Wondering eye ,hovering grace ,
Started my second phase .

Sense to things with name ,
Attraction’s ******* came.
Feeling and body began to play,
In the house of my earthly clay.

My dumb reflected on alphabet ,
Letter to sentence , opening gates .
Mother , father ,sky and bird ,
Came up as integral part .

The exposed nature with concrete form ,
And the thoughts of the past in bookish norm ,
Mates and teachers ,the warning bell ,
Entered in to my reforming cell.

Then in a cloudy and stormy morning ,
The drudgery of lively hood in me springs.
Tidal of love for fair *** ,
Cut my being with a sharp Axe .

A room within room ,
Sun rise and gloom ,
With new Me’s and She’s ,
Sprouted in my mid-day’s lease .

My negligence to my inherited friends ,
Resulted deprecate ,decay of strength .
They proved a threat to my worldly stay ,
And pushing me back to the invisible bay .

Now I seek what my relation is ,
If you can do it please .
No where no where whisper my soul,
A fool you are ,hence no goal !!!

Arpita ,-The Only one .

There is one ,
Only one Arpita ,
With ten thousands synonyms ,
And two Nature’s amplitude ,
To cover sense of love ,and that of feeling ,

The widened unconquered ,
Ripples beyond the horizon ,
And the frictionless revere ,
Mingles with the waited time ,
Lo ! the colossal silence chambers the rime .

Hers is the eternal Divine in love ,
And she tinges the hearts ,
With the magic fragrance of frenzy ,
She impels ,she awakens the slumbering soul ,
There is only one Arpita , that arises and rolls !