1
the goose is putting signature
on the plume detaching from its tail

the queue is overflowed with crowd

groping in the memory of the gathering people
so many safety pins and cello-tapes
are found  

on the shoulders of some wayfarers
there is the stammering cold

2.
the body-language of the moon
is being so changed

the enthusiastic may test

blood came down
when the tap is on

and sweat

now birds from siberia
are flowing in through the disc antenna

the dravidian air is ever changing

now none can get ruined
following all the grammar

3.
the sole hunger of the winter
is being noted down in the note book
covered with human-skin

the clouds of the summer and the rainy season
are salivating

the garrulous spiders are detaching the shells
of the dead deer and putting the gardens in the iron-chest

throwing dry leaves to shoo away the coke
oh, the sleeveless palms
are all the new girl-friends ok

4.
putting on the rain-coat to save the skin
or it’s an armour
is your body safe
fireworks are twinkling
piercing
the fire-brigade has gone to a joyful journey with the clouds
admit the charisma of the bathroom
you the adult buffalo
don’t forget to tell
the experienced cormorants have  flown in from the marshland

5.
diving in search of kisses
I saw all are stings
even the wicker tray with the articles of ceremonial reception  
can’t escape bite
would you be clean
oh engrossed abir
so many flakes of snow on the branches of the guava tree
the festival is in your teeth  also
tame your blood
don’t submerge the river into the waves
and there is the sky
beg a rail  


6.
I pierced the clouds with my fore-finger
And the blood-stain touches my body
the wind which makes the doors and windows
open to public view I can’t stare at its eyes
I push the storm towards the yellow-leaves

7.
sometimes the river calls
as if she will fly like the winged horse
if she be let loosed
where  does she keep the sadness of her placenta
there is no flower-vase
the glass is good enough
though the lover glass has broken with the first kiss
the grass with aromatic roots trembles in the breeze from the candid wings  
the orna flies tearing the caterpillar
would you let your  salted water be wasted

8.
beside the comb there is hair
Is it soft green or the alkaline
How much relevant is that information
Rowing through which water the endemic comes
The afternoon-cloud giggled took permission and went home
bringing an end to today’s play
the unwashed plates after eating are placed on the basin
the night-cigarette goes burning in the mouth of air
on the coughs and expectoration floats the lost mast  

9.
the sands are shy to the extreme
They don’t loot anything
The bricks have much intimacy with the wild creepers
All the komonduls and lances  turned backward
Now you may easily spread your wet cloth in the air
One roof would have dialogues with another in the lost afternoon
One window have eye-sharing with the another

10.
there is the laugh
100% natural
Beauty is written on the eyebrows
that is also a game
new cloths at the time of puja
that is also an addiction
a hidden bunglow
under the tongue
no information of death

In the city of Mumbai
When you want food and now
You reach out to grab
The glorious vada pao

A round golden ball
Filled of potatoes n spice
You have one and you are reminded
Of all things good & nice

The great Equalizer
Liked by all, big or small
Have it with chutney or chili
Whether you live in a bunglow or a chawl

Dip it in sambar
or stuff it in a pao
Have it any way
You will only say "wow"

I had one today
I ate it with glee
I have realised like all mumbaikars
The vada pao is meant for me!

Oh bubble bath..
I look forward to you every night..
My escape..
From the world..
From my worries..
From unpaid bills..
From all the unkind..
I look forward to melting away in..
My one special place..
My safe haven...

I look forward to the warmth of the water..
My nakedness..
Engulfing the steam and heat..
All at once..
The candles a glow..
That radiates the smell of lavender..
Filling my nose..
Soothing me..

I look forward to sinking down into the water..
As the world around me finally..
Becomes silent..
I look forward to closing my eyes..
Drifting away into a day dream..
Where I'm lying on a tropical beach..
The sun is just setting..
My faceless lover kneels down and surprises me with a kiss..
Carries me off into the sunset..
Into a bunglow a top the tropical sea..
Where we make the greatest love..
Two people in love can make..
Drowning in each others passion...

And when I open my eyes..
I'm happy in this moment..
If only in my bath tub..
Filled with bubbles and sappy day dreams.

When I left forever what I had with me was nothing..
Remembering the past I had no single day taking rest..
My days were filled with conferences, appointments and parties..
Spending lakhs per month for my pet dog is the happiest thing I ever did.
Turning face away from the needy became my daily routine.
Seeing people eating from the trash  or sleeping with stray dogs never made my heart broken.
When ugly hands came in through the glass asking to feed the starved,
I feared if the ***** hands touch my white silky cloths.
So I looked up to see the signal light turning green and to accelerate my high-end car, while loads of delectable foods were thrown out of my bunglow untasted.
Leading such a royal life did never remind me the value of humanity.
I thought my life remain luxurious forever .
Moving fast again rose the numbers of my lockers but couldn't see that the signal was red once.
I saw everyone running away from me taking my lockers' key when I fell out of the window.
Drenched in red I saw no dark clouds coming together to shed tears letting my silky cloths become white.
I kept mum and listened everywhere.
Heard only silence.
No weeping no sorrows.
They placed a white towel on my face so not even a single kiss of them made me wake up.
I rememebered the day my mom read psalm 49 for me.
Tears cascaded my cheeks for the first time.
Lying in the dark narrow suffocated box I requested them
"Be my hands out of the coffin ! Let others know what I take with me is nothing."
--Wake up and be kind--