Folds are to be unfurled.
Unleash the untold
Lies to be tarnished
Truths to get scrolled.

Homeless to get shelter
A safe, cozy, warm bed
Hungers to be fed
With milk, butter and bread

Beast and savage attack
We shield fearlessly
Powerful to be desisted
Poor’s live gallantly

Find the wretched leaders
Ask relentlessly for the rights
Don’t leave the thugs easily
Pride and prejudice, in fright.

May someone gets killed
Or someone loses his arm
We will not appease any
Wash out, parasites and germs.

A pipe full of green.
Smoke! oozing to oblivion
Showering green blessings
Vision hazy, blue rain calling

No moral works. Soul sacrifice
Fusion in horizon, synchronized grip
Friends and foes, appear in dream
Blurred uncanny voices, echoing

Relentless journey, leech ***** the blood
Rich remain rich, poor dies in flood
Cluttered society, incoherent patriotism
Voice is choked, strangulated…….

They are labors the voice of my own
People call working man, inserts hatred upon.
Some says proletariat, someone calls communist
Pain hurts and hurts thy the pain, chokes in tears gallon

Master of all said, society amongst all and equal
Evils turned and destroyed the prophecies
Since then travelling through the darkened betrayal
Time passes through blacken roads of ***** politics……

Truth can’t be buried when hands together (of labors) prevails.
Tortured bodies dead or alive, protest diplomatic games
Powerful and powers is seen and hated, no-more under veils
Happy with a window a broken door, none is to be blamed.

Heart goes out to my brothers and mates, who are in distress
In cruelties of capitalism, we build our place accolade.
We are happy and harmonious, travelling the roads of wisdom
Equal is everyone, no supreme or demon, and no-one to forget……

Someone’s existence to be felt from far of distance
Masse’s morality stinks of power and lust
Love exists with money, fame, skin, age and race???
Not a mere relation, a philosophical quench, a singular’s thirst.

I love that girl, sales flower across the street
Her skillful hands crafts, “joy and woe are woven fine”
Sad pair of eyes glares with pain, so divine a treat
Is this love! Won’t fade away, remains a sacred wine?

Can’t touch you, won’t feel you, at top of my lungs I say I love you
I dream, I scream, sounds futile never ever reaches through
Whether I’m a rambling man, a hobo, a hippie beat or a communist
As a One in love of two babe, this is all for a loner’s gist.

Painter’s dissolution in painting
Decadence in social life too fast
Studio prejudice for public but a defence for painter
They are in constant depiction of the past.

Great tradition is over, new one yet to be founded
Designed visual pleasure, brilliantly serves the taste
Sublime motifs remain in tragic response
Are we richer than our past???

Forms of beauty contains as all possible marvel
Something eternal something transitory
Some are absolute, some are specific
Eternal beauty is superficial category

Oh, my BAUDELAIRE blues……

Her misty fascia appears and vanishes in a gleaming afternoon,
A melancholy darkness followed by to say! hug me, love me, lust me
Take me to eternal from the monastery through grave-yard
sand, mud, ice and storm, lives dried up funeral drums.

Staggering foot tiring hand, inept to bury the dead
Mother-nature shows no mercy in that night
Fragile resistance sweeps away everything you loved
Will you pain it to build up again?

Beloved syringe and lazy vein
White-rabbit and California sun-shine, soothed  
Joyce profound and Floyd stimulates agony
Charred and explosion…!!!  doors open, opened

The great says “religion is love”
Words of wisdom
Religion is in your heart
Not a brain damaged tantrum

I ain’t follow any, neither hurts one, who does
Temple, Church and Mosques! Eternal problem starts
Pope, Maulvi or Priest; power craved beast
Commend brutality, crunching heinous sins

Saffron became the color of power
A white turned grey vision
Fathom pink and see crimson
God indeed, a clever chameleon

What God says when the innocent is *****?
Tortured savagely and hacked to death.
She believed in YOU and your RELIGION
Lied in blood pool, gasping thee last breath…..