It’s a problem…isn’t it? The strands that fall out of your middle aged head….I heard someone made a movie about it as well…..here’s part of a poem I wrote on it. Follicle by follicle You deceive It was in a gallery classroom We read Rape of the Lock … Continue Reading Hair Fall
I am Anna Anna is India Now doesn’t that sound a little fascist to you Remember Hitler and the Jew? Sophistry the snake He is a soldier with a dream How many dreams can you kill? A soldier, that’s the point, Plus he’s, dare I say it, … Continue Reading The Argumentative Indians raising TRPS
Come I’ll teach you how to fly Believe Leave me The I The fulcrum Part in your brain Do not question We are all fakes Don’t you agree? We genuflect The genuine But really We are a sum Of parts And one part Says that if you Shut your eyes … Continue Reading A ‘guru’ teaches levitation
Futile! That’s what they will call my life When reading from scrolls to hapless men Who must learn of ancient history To understand now. But I loved every moment Of my fingers on Amba’s waist And Ambalika’s as I dragged them To their destiny. Why not? I was … Continue Reading Bhishma in a moment of self pity
I’m reinventing poetry here. Poetry has been called many things….one of those things is dying art. Is it really? It is what makes the world goes round, what makes people sing….in this blog I’ll discuss poetry and showcase my works…..there are many plans in the making. Hope you enjoy the … Continue Reading Poets of the world…..