Gourmet Journey
To win elections
they sponsor chaos chanting
Modi, Modi
kill tongues that utter dissent
or oppose foolishness.
in the name of Ram
cow, love jehad, reform
close all windows
making dysfunctional
the holy Constitution
with small deities
watching periodic tango
pop up dinners
global collaboration
in newer territories
without money pouring in
dreams rise and sell
feet forward, mind backward
relishing lies of
gourmet journey
Blasphemy I've lived so many deaths
now I fear living
there's so much ruin
inside and around
no tattoos on breasts hide
the rusty cauldrons
none hear the raging fire voices multiply
the darkness of earth seems beyond verbal face
sun is stopped in temples stones explode in hands it's vain to dream a new picture of the world the viewless shapes of gods eternal twilight
it's no use flying so high the sky seems shattered
the city is haloed in saints' blasphemy
Read Prof. R.K.Singh's bilingual (English/Spanish) collection of poems Tainted With Prayers here.