To Quench Your Lust
The lust for life
hasn't brought them
all to the life of
muddy, hellish dark
lanes, murky alleys,
They also dream of home
and hearth, of happiness,
of a blissful yard.
The greedy eyes of
flesh-lovers bring for
them only buck, disease
and shattered pieces
of dream...
The music of their lives
stopped long ago,
when they first
compelled to sell
their virginity,
to quench your lust!
They are marked
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He Walked To The Gallows Firmly(A Tribute To Khudiram Bose-The First Martyr Of Armed Freedom Movement)
He walked to the gallows,
Firmly and cheerfully and
Even smiled when the cap,
Was drawn over his head!
Though failed mission,
He was the first torch-bearer,
Of Fiery-age of Indian-freedom-movement.
At that age of eighteen,
When boys beguile time in
Day-dreaming, thinking of career,
He took pistol in his hand,
To liberate mother-land from,
The tyrants' clutch!
But, mistakenly, he and,
Prafulla Chaki, ended two,
Innocent lives! .......
Chaki took his own life,
And Khudiram, as a chained lion,
Did not bow his head.
He was sentenced to,
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Didn't Care
You didn't care,
when I was alone,
fighting with,
me in your absence.
You didn't share,
your laughter, grief,
your sojourn...
I knitted a sweater,
for you,
with white and
sky blue.
You didn't come in winter.
Still now, it's with me.
You know, I have in my hair,
a flash of silver white!
Soon, I'll need spec,
to read your poems.
Oh! I forgot to tell,
you one thing, hmm.silly
though, no won't tell,
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I May Die
It's not strange, not queer,
not a matter to heave a sigh.
I'm very near, near,
near to death, I may die.
Tomorrow's sunlight,
I may not see,
nature's every sight,
won't be with me.
As death is nothing,
but, to cease at once,
stop of breathing,
any hour in trance,
or you may say,
a journey of life,
on a different way,
leaving earthly strife.
Nobody will remember,
except some kins,
I haven't been ever,
their words do that mean.
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Welcome Rain
The light of the smiling twilight
Is washed in a moment;
The thousand ships of clouds,
Throng and color the blue azure
With black paint-
The birds hurry to back to nest...
The silhouette of the tall trees
Stand solemnly;
A stroke of sudden mighty wind
Rushes to toss the heads of the
Waiting grove.....
Suddenly the sun is blinded with
The shroud of the black gauge;
The silver sparkling invites
The thunderbolt to scare
The timid earth; A metallic
Scale is pulled from one side to
The other of the blind firmament;
Lightning fills the sky
With his wild laughter;
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To Shelley From Harriet
My lost love, the rebllious poet,
It's me, your bygone days, Harriet.
I'm torn and endured a lot.
I won't give blame only to my lot.
I loved you and will be loving ever,
You can forget me but I'll never!
I waited for you for three years.
Could have awaited more o my dear.
At least, you loved me once in my life,
With this belief I could have survived.
I thought a born rebellion you are,
Someday, must come back quenching your fire!
But, no, ray of hope, no flickering light,
I found still now, which can help me fight.
This battle of unrequited love,
This road is uncertain and very rough.
I can't stand anymore this fevered life,
Always with pain, and intolerable strife!
I will get myself drowned in Serpentine lake,
Though I know, it won't give you any shake!
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The July Sky
The sky is pouring all day long,
Water from it's pitch dark pot.
The trees, plants and shrubs so got
Relieved from that scorching hot.
Ah! they said to each other-
Rain is blessings, is not it?
How could one live, happily,
In such painful burning heat?
They all chat and smile and crackle.
Flowers let out sweet fragrance,
The faded greenness then chuckle-
As raindrops start their ballet dance.
We should take rest, can work no more-
The Nimbus clouds discuss with friends,
They labored hard throughout the day.
The lightning, mapping all clouds' ends,
Taking metal scale, he rubs on sky,
Announces-all clouds must take a row.
Whose tasks are left, they stay for now,
The white ones make queue, you can go.
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July Sky
The sky is pouring all day long,
Water from it's pitch dark pot.
The trees, plants and shrubs so got
Relieved from that scorching hot.
Ah! they said to each other-
Rain is blessings, is not it?
How could one live, happily,
In such painful burning heat?
They all chat and smile and crackle.
Flowers let out sweet fragrance,
The faded greenness then chuckle-
As raindrops start their ballet dance.
We should take rest, can work no more-
The Nimbus clouds discuss with friends,
They labored hard throughout the day.
The lightning, mapping all clouds' ends,
Taking metal scale, he rubs on sky,
Announces-all clouds must take a row.
Whose tasks are left, they stay for now,
The white ones make queue, you can go.
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Reunion(Princess And The Black Horse- VII)
Thus, she began how did the man who knew magic
snatch kingdom, but could not she spot as she
was in trance of his black-magic's charm, her son.
The Lion king was lying in the den-corner, silently.
'Oh mother, mother, I'm your the missing son, whom
Eviledo, turned to a horse, the rest story, enchanting..
Mom, tell tell me soon, where is father, my dear dad? '
The lion-king hearing that in excitement started panting.
With tear in eyes, the princess then touched magic wand,
in their body, and suddenly they converted to queen and king!
They recognized their grown-up son, they wept and laughed,
and what they did in joyful mood, you couldn't imagine!
'We gotta defeat the man who could play, with thousand skulls.
Dear, you can't believe, how he plays with skull as conjuror!
So, be aware of that magic-man, to subdue him plot a fine plan.'
The king said these and to hide themselves, he closed den's door.
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Naked-man
This masque doesn't suit you.
When you are putting your,
Entire effort, to touch me,
To enjoy my womanhood shamelessly,
You dare to pen the hottest images,
Just to show me bare......
Your lust for the second love,
Is opening the pages of pornography...
Each and every word trying to
Throw me in ordeal, as I'm a
Woman, a puppet in your hand.
But, I know, this boomerang,
Will be back to you.
How many times tell me,
Did you buy the virginity,
Chastity and innocence?
Innumerably, you insulted us-
As you confess before all!
Your thirst is not quenched,
Won't be ever, you quick-sand man!
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