Dear poet
Dear poetess
I love you
Only when
Your words haunt me
Twist me
Burn me
Drown me
I love you
Only when
Your words show me
The invisibility
The agony
The bliss
For
I know
The mere meanings
of the words

Oh humanity
Where is your escape to?
What are you afraid of?
.
Isn't that the exhort
biting itself
Bit by bit?
.
Isn't that the defeated blood
Falling down as flakes
Spreading its stink?
.
Can
The cloud caps of hostility
Pours the compassion?
.
Oh humanity
Where is your escape to?
What are you afraid of?
.
Yes
I found the fact
The relations are intestinal
Not affectionate.
.

Have you ever seen
A Owner at work?
Have you ever seen
A Labor at rest?
.
Do you know
Who are rich?
Do you know
Who are poor?
.
This is the world we see.
Do you think
The world you see is right?

Oh TIME
How amazing you are!
Postnatal forever
Begetting"the today"
.
Pregnant forever
Conceiving"the tomorrow"
.
Oh TIME
You explode
The convulsions of ages
.
Before we realize it
Enveloping them entirely
You innovate
The different
.
Oh TIME
How wonderful you are!

My
Words are riling me
Persuading me to use them
.
My
Thoughts are lyophilized
Paralysing my heart
.
I am nonplussed
I can't help crying

Love or Hate
Great Illusions
.
Don't hug them strong
The stronger you hug
The more pitiless they become
.
They crush you
They burn you

Ye
Poets and poetesses
Ye
mothers
.
If not
How could I be in your family
.
How fortunate I am!
You put me in your laps
As I am your kid
.
I am fed with your words
Sothat I can make my heart glow
.
You taught me
How to swim
Sothat I reach the shore
Of the ocean of poetry
.
I am proud of
Being a drop among you
.
And you tolerated
My infantile poems
How commiserate you are!
.
To console my pain
I look forward
To see where you are
To see what you are
.
Ye
Poets and Poetesses
Don't ignore me
I am your kid

Hey! WORLD,
The Society
.
How mendacious you are!
.
Coining them"Suicides"
Proclaiming them"Suiciders"
You tried well
To mislead us
To illude us
.
Hey! WORLD
The Society
.
Eventually
We marked it out
Undoubtedly
We discerned it
.
They are not SUICIDES
They are not SUICIDERS
.
Cursing YOU
I announce for the world
.
They are SOCIAL MURDERS
They are VICTIMS
.
You are the MURDERER

Why should I fear of DEATH?
Let me enjoy the life.
.
Why should I await the DEATH?
Soon or later
It's its responsibility
To come to me.
.
My reflection is on
How to welcome it.?
.
Happily
Or
Unwillingly?

Howls or
Deafening noises
It doesn't matter
To the graveyard
.
You or I
Earth shows
No discrepancy.
.
Come out of ignorance
Enter the light

I am here
Not because of my words
But because of my thoughts
.
My words can mislead you
But not my thoughts
.
I sing
Not for tinsel world
But for the proletariat
For
The latter are creators

The life I am living is
Slithering into ambiguity

It's nothing
But a ruined temple
Around the soul
There are hemps and weeds
Preventing humanity

The life I am living is
A stumpy tree having
Neither birds on the top
Nor passers by below

The life I am living is
Like a pathetic *******
That bearing the burden
Of seduced dark nights
Conceiving inevitability
.
The life I am living resembles
The valiant on spider's web
The blood is evaporated
The body is withered
.
The life I am living
Seems to be the corpse
Ready for funeral
Receiving
Final praises and curses
.
The life I am living is
Irrelevant to the world
The life I am living is
AN AMBIGUOUS SONG

When I hate myself
Even my shadow does so
.
When I love myself
Even my shadow does so
.
To live or To die
It's not a fate
.
It's my attitude

Listen to the truth.
See the agony,
The perishability
Of the suffocated lives
Under the blanket of starvation.
.
Listen to the truth.
Now the world is ready
To conceal the glow-worm
Underneath the dust.
Now the world is ready
To Smear the stench
To the fragrance soil.
.
Listen to the truth.
This is the world
That manipulate the Sorrows
Saying that they are isms.
.
Listen to the truth.
It is the brutality
the world now cultivates.

Listen to the truth.
The world you see now is
A sharpened tip of
Poisoned sword
That stands erected
On the ladder of deaths.
.
Listen to the truth.
Kindness has been in filtered
Through the layers of the heart.
.
Do you know what remains?
0nly the Pulp made of malice.
.
Listen to the truth.
With the Transformed new targets Humanity is leaking out
Through
the condensed obscurities.
.
Listen to the truth.
As well as sins and curses
There born words and thoughts
From the impregnation
That the vacuum conceives.

Don't look at me
I am an idolum
.
Don't look at me
I am a trauma
.
Don't remonstrate
My heart is dilating
.
Don't remonstrste
My heart is revealing
Its agony

Since
you can't have the aspirations,
you can't own the aspirations,
.
Oh poor
it's your fate
to cull the hopes up
tossed by unknown
.
Oh poor
It's your fate
to purchase even the faith,
.
Oh poor
If freedom is sold
nothing remains for you,
.
Oh poor
your feet need trajectory
Though there is no truce- no conflict between feet and psyche
.
Oh poor
there is a dubious path
amidst truth and lie
.
Lingers your conscience
to and fro on the path
.
Oh poor
you are seen
on both verges of the path

Day and night
Twice a day
Light and dark
Twice a day
Embrace each other
.
Bliss and sad
For ever in life
Weep and laugh
For ever in life
Embrace each other
.
Then,
why shouldn't we?
Oh my departed.

The moment
I am becoming vacuity
You encroached into my soul
.
The moment
I am becoming a beast
Your love wrapped around me
.
Oh humanity
For you only
I remain in the world

Dawn hits me
Wiping out
All miseries
.
Dawn hits me
Throwing away
All dark nights
.
Oh Dawn
You are my soul