Returning Cart
After the sunset
wheels of a returning cart
along the paddy
poem by R.K. Singh
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Water Turns Whiter
They take off again
their unthrown nets frighten fish
water turns whiter
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Flickering Lust
The mind creates
withdrawn to its own pleasures
a green thought
behind the banyan tree
behind the flickering lust
-R.K.SINGH
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Rising Thrill
A chocolate box
and a pile of condoms
beside the phone:
I smell the rising thrill
the body swirls, the bones breathe
-R.K.SINGH
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Death Of A Song
In the stillness of morning
hangs fog like smoke veils
her waiting in street
I watch my window
wavering shadow
announcing death of a song
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Khaddar Arms
Man is an animal
with a peculiar smell
says Bertolt Brecht:
he smells a rotten rat
as he waves his khaddar arms
with fake smile
-R.K.SINGH
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Kamakhya
Nothing turns me on
in aloneness self-rape
is no eros:
the blue hill hides the seed
in the sex of goddess
I can't awaken
nor can I rise from the ash
to be my real self
I am still lost in meanness
no third eye could locate
-R.K.SINGH
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Shiva's Third Eye
gods sin against God
betray creation
break covenant
Shiva's third eye opened
fire burnt out by Fire
Agni defiled sexact
outraged love in action
sacrileged union
they still peep in privacy
fear fire, question freedom
dictate codes for Love
worship lingam
forget Shiva
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They Talk About...
They talk about customs traditions rituals and religion
and question me for marrying my daughter to a half
Muslim half Hindu down south in an unknown family
as if in desperation for failure to find a match in own caste
community religion or region and curse for compromising
family interests. They forget the cruel joke of marriage
of our son in Rishikesh and how they discarded traditions
and their own daughter to have a dip at Hardwar leaving us all
hungry. They didn't show the courtesly of seeing us off or the guests.
we swallowed their muck then as we suffer their painted love for daughter
that keeps her from accepting us as parents or husband and child
as her own family even after three years the gamble
continues. I live my faith awaiting the change in consciousness
while destiny drives the wheel through generations beguiled with
ego-fested myths, manicured mind and vested imagination
-R.K.SINGH
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