Friday, September 20, 2013

Lalbagh Chya Raja Toh Chale Gaye - Kuch Yadein Chod Gaye



dil jeetne aye the
dilon ko jod gaye
Jay Jay Gajanan -
Lalbaghchya
Rajacha Vijay Aso
kuch yadein chod
gaye ...phoolon ki
chadar od gaye
bambai ke tute
raston par naryal
phod gaye ,,,,

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with every click
its time aviary
too was sent
on a piknik
a crumbling
wall a falling
brick..take
your pick

my conscience tells me dont shoot beggars it upsets the metabolism of rich people ,,,



food security
bill political
goodwill
a placebo
a soothing
pill .. when
you are
constantly
ill ..duniya
dimag dil
will food
ever reach
them with
every mans
corrupt
hands
in the till
a political
statement
relax sit
back chill
where there
is god
he wills
i shoot
poems
not just
stills
a thought
overspills
after more
than 9 alleged
cases of rape
the police
woke up
to clean
the mess
at shakti mills
a 4 year olds
childs dress
could not
have made
a bus cleaner
commit rape
until...
going after
bar dancers
to keep society
clean pristine
even godmen
are human
dreams
fulfilled

i shoot beggars per se ..



you shoot
what you
shoot
what your
heart soul
mind desires
you shoot
pictures i
shoot pain
lives burnt
out on a
pyre ..
getting
one square
meal..
is what
their stomachs
aspire ..their
stories real
battered souls
tattered attire
i dont know
if they will
ever get
nirvana
when they
expire
begging after
death at
the gates
of the rich
mans paradise
do beggars
really retire
will the angels
above for their
domestic chores
beggars hire
character
certificates
from the beggars
do they require
read it as a
street picture
a poem or
as a rs 12
a meal
a slap on
humanity
political
satire
om namo
narayan
om namo
ashtavinayaka
will beggars
be part of
his empire
fate sits
watches
conspires

Squandered Hope



you were
beautiful
when you
set out
no doubt
what was
the turning
point that
made you
give your
innocence
your heart
to the lout
mother of
two children
begging
against a
crumbling
wall that
tells your
story
from within
without .
a few more
drunken kicks
he will beat
he will shout
now you wonder
how i guessed
it all..the final
time out
a candle
burnt out


to serene ...the heart is at organ that pumps blood ..than shuts out ,,,a story word by mouth

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