Friday, November 1, 2013

Our Home Sweet Home

no windows
no restricting doors
home sweet home
just the floor
bedroom sitting
room dining room
open to your gaze
what are homes for
humility hospitality
essence and core
devo atithi bhava
come share last
nights dinner
that we stored
water from the
bisleri old bottle
in your cup
we will pour
we are beggars
urchins homeles
the cops call us
madarchods
beat us evens
the score of their
pent up energy
over stressed nature
as is as was before
the local don treats
our women like whores
hafta money changes
hands .. pain over pours
mumbai is our lifeline
blood sweat tears gore
when the lamp light
goes out the system
snores ..

Mumbai The Dream City ,,,,Of India

here dreamers
abound stories
of lost and found
to steal a penny
they spend a pound
mumbai niwasi
always in a hurry
going cosmically
round and round
strugglers enter
bollywood ..become
superstars ..egos
five feet above
the ground
if you make it
big here .. you
are all around
worshiping
Venus on the
mound..mumbai
amchi mumbai
the only city
that cannot be
duplicated
replicated
safe and sound
come election
what is up may
soon come down

Bambai Ek Aisa Virus Hai

jo zaheerele nashe
ki tarah apke jism
main sama jata hai
lakh koshish kariye
yej zindagi ka zakhm
ban jata hai..dil aur
dimag par pahelta
jata hai..admi mar
jata hai yeh virus
mauth ke bad bhi
apka peecha kiye
jata hai..apki naslon
main ubhar ata hai..
sadak par baitha
sapnon ka saudagar
bhi isse dahel jata hai..
teri maki uski maki
ma bahen kiye jata hai

Life is Short But It is Wide

being poor
homeless
this diwali
only hope
lies by his
side ..his
woman ran
away with
the bengali
baba ..lapata
gumshuda
biwi aur baba
zahid..at first
copiously he
cried than
came back to
stark reality
his face from
spiteful time
he hides
ok he was
taken for a
ride ..now
in the local
papers
he has
put an ad
for a new
bride ..
rich widow
ready made
children
with her
own house
he confides
his own house
is just an update
on the wall colorful
short but expectantly
wide ..near mahim
station on the right

Food Porn

food
is poetry
converting
mind into
culinary
curiosity
no nonsense
street food
even to the
beggars
frayed
pockets
makes
no dent
deliriously
defying
municipal
gadi dadagiri
snatch
grab
fine
in all
essence
the food seller
a preacher
of good aromatic
thoughts caught
missing from action
through my lens
overtiring
chaos suspense
street food is
boiled baida
keema ghotala
bhurji ..your
soul cleanse
eat be merry
enjoy your
weekend
more hope
merriment

Sandra From Bandra Lives Here

she is intelligent
articulate kind
fun loving
going great guns
in her advertising
career
top heavy
dimpled
posterior
engaged
to a
hydraulic
engineer
at totos
to dance
shake leg
have beer
at the weekend
to uttan vasai
disappear
sandra from bandra
comes for sunday mass
at st peters
wont miss
the midnight mass
Eve of New Year
not a single bad
word about guys
who jilted her
you will ever hear
her love life
she plays
by ear
memories
she holds
in a tear
the spirit
of Mumbai
warm sincere
Sandra Kick boxer
at Waroda Road
they all fear
dynamic daring
a doll so dear

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