For thirty years, I did not write…: A poem 

For thirty years, I did not write  Do you understand my straitjacketed plight?  It was not because of fright  But because Prakash hijacked everything in my sight  I had to be King of Death, and forget passion  I still have abandoned every aspiration  There were many promises; but I didn’t take gifts  For, Prakash wouldContinue reading “For thirty years, I did not write…: A poem “

A few words to say, I may: A poem 

I have sacrificed many a life  and never asked anything in return, at any time  It is Prakash who wants what is mine  What is a creeper, what is a (di)vine?  And Akhenaten (Moses) only looked to the sun  and of them nine, he wanted none  The priesthood fumed and spurred a revolt  And MosesContinue reading “A few words to say, I may: A poem “

Prakash, whatever you say, I’ll say nay!: A poem 

Prakash, whatever you say  I’ll say nay!  Wickedness must have to pay  That is the only way  The cow may moo  in the loo  But it doesn’t wear a shoe or two  And the dog and cat didn’t poo  Don’t make a fuss  On you, is my curse  All of Europe, I don’t trust  IContinue reading “Prakash, whatever you say, I’ll say nay!: A poem “

Kiss, kiss, the walking fish!: A poem

Kiss! Kiss!  The walking fish  You don’t need a walking stick  Nor that awful prick!  Brick by brick  His futile trick  is ill-fated sick  No flame on his candlestick  Paul, do you want to have a ball  like when you abandoned Sol  Do you have the gall to call  the writing on the wall  DoesContinue reading “Kiss, kiss, the walking fish!: A poem”