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  • Across The Relation

    The rainy day
    and the cold.
    Unveils a new story-
    which is hence told.

    The person
    the nature.
    Intermix-
    in a curvature.

    An abortion
    and approach to a foreign land.
    Not every relation-
    resurrects by the magical wand.

    A formality
    everyone simpering at such a pity.
    God talked with the nature-
    and signed an ultimate accord; a treaty.

    The incision of the vein
    directed the flow away.
    True turned the treaty-
    via the nature's foray
    .

    '07bpb

  • Thank Goodness You're Here

    I searched you everywhere,
    all around.
    Thank Goodness You're Here-
    alive and healthy.

    Nothing has happened to you,
    just your body has swollen
    eyes have sunken
    and limbs are amputated.

    Thank Goodness you've a wheelchair,
    just your vision has diminished
    your voice has lost its pitch
    and scabies hunts down on you.

    You're alive,
    you too thank God for that
    Amen !
    care this child, dear Marian.

    There's no need to worry,
    your mind is all fine
    just you tremble at occasions
    and fear of shadows creeping by.

    Thank Goodness You're OK,
    else how could I survive.
    I am here
    that's 'cause you're there.

    Shall I find you a hospital?
    or an oldage home
    where you could be dumped
    with due respect and humour.

    Crying,
    why are you crying?
    Nah!
    You're smiling.

    Taxi...
    taxi...
    Well...
    take this soul
    to your land.

    What's the fare?
    Ten thousand,
    twenty, forty, ninety-
    Ma life, spare that.

    Your life's needed,
    the taxi man said.
    Ignoring,
    all sum he was paid.

    Thank Goodness You're Here,
    else how could I survive.
    My survival
    is yours
    but your survival
    hasn't been mine.

    I'm leaving,
    and thank goodness you'll be here
    alive,
    and healthy.

    a bpb 2007 presentation.

  • Unstable tears

    For a noble cause,
    she wiped her eyes.

    She,
    who never felt hurt
    who showed what courage is
    who lived for others
    who died for others
    who sacrificed her pleasure.

    Shows the consequence,
    her dedication
    has wasted
    wasted has her patience
    that flourished love.

    You have never been there,
    so you won't know it.

    I was there,
    i am there
    i'll be there.

    Her humane
    her words
    her blessings.

    Let me take the curse
    for I am her nourishment.

    No liquors,
    please none of it.

    No quarrels,
    please none of it.

    Please,
    and this is a plea
    to burn
    to shatter
    to smash
    to kick away
    all those beings
    who've been a hindrance
    everytime
    everywhile
    every second
    every moment.

    2007 bpb

  • Were you there?

    When I was in pain,
    and wasn't able to sustain.
    The thunder showered the rain-
    and that made me go insane.

    Were you there
    for me
    with me
    or else
    you forgot
    you can't quite collect
    who I am
    what I am
    what for I am
    you do remember
    you can quite collect
    who/what for I am.

    Were you there
    when my blood spilled
    in the basin
    or else
    you forgot
    you can't quite collect
    who I am
    what I am
    what for I am.

    Were you there,
    when I was being made a joke
    you just listened
    you laughed
    you separated your jaws
    you gave an insight
    you desired more of the fun
    or else
    you forgot
    you can't quite collect
    who I am
    what I am
    what for I am
    you do remember
    who/what for I am.

    Were you there?
    Speak up!
    Break your silence...

    '07bpb

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