Ram Krishna Singh
HOMA
Random flames in colors
meld unnamed images of fire
freezing on the kitchen walls
the soot thickens solitude
with dimming watery eyes
and asthmatic mantra
mother offers homa
each day and night
but no Agni is pleased
.
I WALK AGAIN
Rheumatic walking
the crippling lumbar crisis
they pity and pass
the waiting sun
at the naked tree’s corner
my hazy vision
managing to survive
with repair and maintenance
ageing road
revives the dying nerves
her momentary smile in sleep–
I walk again
.
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 collaborations
in newer territories
without money pouring in
dreams rise and sell
feet forward, head backward
relishing lies of
gourmet journey
.
RESURRECTION
The deities are dumb
so they speak
louder and louder
vie with each other
for godhood
descend from mosque top
to Supreme Court
now await
resurrection
.
NOISY SILENCE
Unemptied
the cup of remorse–
begging bowl
before the dumb deity
years of noisy silence
*****
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Published in Life and Legends, #6, 15 January 2018
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