A Dictionary (revised Version)
An eager beginner’s trusted cicerone
In the gossamer of abecedarian warrens
An ever-flowing brook beside a book-worm
Slaking his never-ending thirst for a fresh idiom
A writer’s permanent bed-side companion
On and on, blooming in him
Novel thought-jasmines
A poet’s handy spice-box of imagery
For use ready in his verse-cuisine
It is dictionary; our warehouse of vocabulary
A A word anew when learned opens the gates
To the splendid new world of ken and acumen
Let us master the word, its usage and spirit
Right and perfect and offer to our fellow men
Our best message, sweet, yet candid and straight
Oh dear English! The million-word-rich treasure
You are the language making this world, one world
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Ember
The old ember is still red hot
Concealed under the dry soot
Alike a drunken architect’ latent intellect
Like a cast off genius in a deep slumber
Like a hidden flower diffusing its scent
People with chattering teeth slither
Around the charring timber; yet compliment
That it’s all due to the fine weather
The old ember doesn’t take any umbrage
It burns and burns till it becomes ashes
Like a sage who sears his desires
To earn the unseen heavens
As if it is paying its last homage
To the humans who nurtured her
Into a tree and later ruthlessly slivered
Into hapless firewood
A sweet-bitter feeling indeed! !
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Juggernaut
You and I drench in joy tears
To a cuckoo’s song with guileless ears
Even while expert musicians
Keep searching for discordant notes
You and I look with bleary eyes
At the holes in the sari of a poor lady
Even while a pair of lecherous eyes prey
On her bare flesh seeing through her poverty
Burning tears and blooming love
Find their language in poetry
And blurt out naked and hazy
You and I perceive that woe and feel
Even while grammatists shout foul, foul
There have been men from eons
Who ignore the right and embrace the wrong
Like pigs those that sidetrack from a royal lane
And jump into a stinking sewer line
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A Date With You
You ask me: what I expect
Well! It is just a ‘date’
While the abetting inky night
Writing down a tasteful menu
In candle light just you and I
Looking into each other’s eyes
Our faces glowing in mild halos
Amidst an expectant darkness
And screeching envious crickets
Staring at each other as if
Raring to bare our thoughts
Starting with hors d’oeuvre
Wine, up to a sweet dessert
Allowing it to mature late
Slowly, slyly, but surely
Dissolving the inhibiting clout
Fettering us for too long
To cut the ice
Cuing coquettish passes
Forcing the gluttonous hearts open
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A Thing Of Beauty
Staring at nothing
In a dreamy distrait
When she started humming
Her mesmerizing lilt
How many hearts went distraught?
Her eyes like deep ocean blues
Treasure how many lovely clues
Wooing many a craving beau
When she laughed in rejoice
As if stars are showering from skies
Soaked are the relishing Romeos
In an inexplicable rapturous glow
Flaunted is the avenue she ambled
With beauty-battered machismos
Holding their bleeding hearts
Falling one after another at her feet
On their enfeebled knees
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Love Poet ~ Odd Poet
“Give some respite, oh odd poet”
Said a love poet with a smile
“Discard all that pain and regret
Sufferings and ideals futile
Give your readers some amusement
Draw them close with the nature’s pull
Feed them with beauty’s enchantments
And treat them with love, fad and zeal
Know oh odd poet, that all the arts
Are to amuse but not to chisel
The connoisseurs’ delicate hearts
Allow them some thrills to revel
Be a poet-doctor who can heal
Ailing hearts with sweet sonnets
Limericks and lyrics beautiful
But not with tears, wails and shouts
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We'ii Meet
One day sure, we’ll meet
No matter, how afar you drift
Or to any distant continent you retreat
Such is my instinct
So strong, pure and infinite
So is the inherent truth
Whether you feel it or not, at present
There is no power that can split
Two, truly loving hearts
In the life you did opt
In a romantic inertia, you are beset
For a while just halt
Your usual hustle and bustle
To reflect for once at least
At the desperate tinnitus
Hinting at your hidden wants
Coming straight from your heartbeats
You suppressed too long in inadvertence
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We Defy Barriers
I am a doctor!
Nay! May be a miner!
Some call me a burglar
And some as scavenger
I cut open your hearts
To see exists what
In that hidden crate
I cave into your minds
I thieve into your thoughts
Be there precious jewels
Or dirty black coal
I dig out to show the world
Their true colors
And I rob you of your sleep
If you are a hypocrite
Or a crafty cat
Bare you out in street
And tell the rest
To quit your kind of trait
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Sinecure
A mosquito on my hand; I smiled at her
She evaded my eyes and dug deep into my skin
‘zrrrrrrrrrr’! Sipped my blood without fear
Again I smiled; rather I did grin
This time she looked with dozy eyes at me
Laughed aloud and tried to take off,
Stumbled a bit and fumbled her way to the
Nearby chair and managed to cough
She looked around as if she is unable
To see anything and moved precariously
Towards the cabinet at the corner wall
Looked at the files and left my room lazily
Few weeks later, during my evening stroll
Along the side of a drainage channel
I found that mosquito and called her
“I haven’t seen you for too long! Gone where? ”
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Die Another Death
Do you feel the sweltering heat?
Emanating from my slow burning heart!
Do you hear that dernier cri?
Made by my moribund mind!
Yeah! You do! You feel them!
But I know why from my nigh
You slyly rear away in fear with a sigh
That your titillating fragrance can
Infuse new bounce and breathe in me
That one dropp of tear from your eyes
Can become my rejuvenating nectar!
That your spraying radiance for sure
Can rekindle the vital flame in me! !
You take a stance sans this kindness
Towards a man with dying senses! ! !
You renounced my covetous embrace
Punishing yourself with forced penance
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