Poem two

Black Hole

His head bowed to kiss the earth,
Weighing a mindful of nude lasses,
Who danced like charmed snakes?

The horse rose then, and galloped the lass wards
To crush them-Dancing a lesbian tune.
He galloped fast, faster and past
The tender, green paddy fields
On that cool morning-warmth.
Oh! Pale grew leaves of that tender grass
On that fateful morning.
And gave the way for horse
To stamp their faces
With eternal painfulness.
The two sets of eyes
Thus left blind -flooded by Gods woe.

Long live the King and the Queen Cobras!
Charmer sighed at the ancient cobras-
Then toiling to swing at his will
And took a deep breath then than ever
To tune Snake to dance to die.

Breathless the two melancholic eyes succumbed …
He danced -dance of the Lord with those nude lasses

But, never a Mortal one
Presented him with sword
Mad ridden wooer then
Stabbed her nakedness
Till her dance ceased
Breathless the charmer stunned
And the snakes now crawled back
Melt in those black holes of mind….


(A sexual pervert under a heavy dose of drug rapes insane and when offended stabs his innocent young wife till her last breath who is survived by a daughter and a small boy)

On A Monsoon Night( Poem )

When I see chance rain in the far away deserts
Knocking my air tight window pane
To see kids playing
In the rain, and
Under colorful umbrellas
on the street.,

One would think that some countless, colored, new born hen
Are just un caged to bask in the sun
But I remember you friends of my lonesome heart

Once, on a an uneven evening
In a month of noisy naughty and playful monsoon,
Lean back over the collapsed breast of his peasant grand mother
While hearing the shivering stories and murmurs
Saw a cobra flying with a diamond crown
For his lost beloved

Entrusting this boy to keep the crown, the snake suddenly
Dived in to the waters and swam across the lotus legs
To bathe in that deep lotus- scented pond

Deceptive sleep or the faint memory?
The ruby disappeared with snake in the wild rain

The boy wandered then after in search of the stone for ever
And was seen for a long time looking into the waters for ever

Thinking that the crowned crawler flier will come
On such thunderous monsoon nights…….