Five new poems published in Creation and Criticism
http://www.creationandcriticism.com/poems_ram_krishna_singh.html
1. Vastu Vihar - I
Monday worshipers
invoke Shiv on loudspeaker
spoiling rainy day:
drizzles splash against
the window panes I await
the first sentence
to preface my memoir
cooling in the drawer
their musical noise distracts
the long cloudy day
depresses my soul
I lounge around inside
cursing cooped up in here
2. Vastu Vihar - II
Morning air
is so dark here
my breathing is choked:
they say my colleagues
from ISM cleared
the existence of
six coking coal chimneys
for a fee
under the table
the aged earth mocks
the concaving patch
of the sky.
3. Vastu Vihar - III
My peers may not know
bu the maid knows
the holes in my vests:
I grow older
at a faster pace
it matters little
who owns the tree:
forty years in wood
now good to bottle
if one has taste
how sad it's only
the saw's drag I hear
and see dustcloud
in Vastu Vihar
florets simply die.
4. Uprooting Seeds
Growing nude
the plant sways in the field
and matures
in golden silk
drifts like a bee
in quiet rhythm
the sun wings the flight
and stars stand guard
till beauty plays harlot
with half-open heart
abuses night music
provokes hunger
in every street
the lewd shrines
pucker the lips
without payment
strangers come and go
uprooting seeds.
5. Peace in Sin
I thought I'd locate you
in the dark lonely street
but I myself got lost
mind's mazy prompts
shocked me into nakedness
I never perceived
the misleading sun
the unreal reflections
the dumb show
dazzle my eyes
shades of terror in alleys
smell of treachery
at the crossroads
the selfish gene's tarots
of my random choices
in dim blue light
smiling breasts invite
autumn breeze
I chuckle to myself
hearing raps of inverse world
and peace in sin.
1. Vastu Vihar - I
Monday worshipers
invoke Shiv on loudspeaker
spoiling rainy day:
drizzles splash against
the window panes I await
the first sentence
to preface my memoir
cooling in the drawer
their musical noise distracts
the long cloudy day
depresses my soul
I lounge around inside
cursing cooped up in here
2. Vastu Vihar - II
Morning air
is so dark here
my breathing is choked:
they say my colleagues
from ISM cleared
the existence of
six coking coal chimneys
for a fee
under the table
the aged earth mocks
the concaving patch
of the sky.
3. Vastu Vihar - III
My peers may not know
bu the maid knows
the holes in my vests:
I grow older
at a faster pace
it matters little
who owns the tree:
forty years in wood
now good to bottle
if one has taste
how sad it's only
the saw's drag I hear
and see dustcloud
in Vastu Vihar
florets simply die.
4. Uprooting Seeds
Growing nude
the plant sways in the field
and matures
in golden silk
drifts like a bee
in quiet rhythm
the sun wings the flight
and stars stand guard
till beauty plays harlot
with half-open heart
abuses night music
provokes hunger
in every street
the lewd shrines
pucker the lips
without payment
strangers come and go
uprooting seeds.
5. Peace in Sin
I thought I'd locate you
in the dark lonely street
but I myself got lost
mind's mazy prompts
shocked me into nakedness
I never perceived
the misleading sun
the unreal reflections
the dumb show
dazzle my eyes
shades of terror in alleys
smell of treachery
at the crossroads
the selfish gene's tarots
of my random choices
in dim blue light
smiling breasts invite
autumn breeze
I chuckle to myself
hearing raps of inverse world
and peace in sin.
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