This is no country...

This is no country for women, devil lives

In the hides of men and gods have eyes of stone.

She cannot be a goddess with flesh

Stripe her of that and make her a deity

Or mix her in mud and shower with pity.

She cannot choose to be what she is

Let us give her

Her life on lease.

Or send her to a country where

There is no blood or bone

Where life disintegrates and reduces

To the consciousness of an electron.

She

Sitting between the walls

Of concrete and wood

She meditates.

Her dark majesty is laden

With the bonds of religion-

Bangles, rings, paints and dots

Her person denied

To the fresh of the world.

Even the brightest ray of light

Loses its way

Into the sanguine darkness of her heart.

Mother, daughter, wife, sister

But was hated as a woman.

She seeks favours of a man

Who banished his woman to become a lord…

O cherub sweet,

Dewy eyes and dewy skin.

Holding on to your faith

When the clouds thunder and lightning speak.

O angel of innocence,

The devil lived as one of your kins.

With your prowess and your zeal

In the center it spins.

O Ariel, lovely and unbound

Dreamt to live

Beneath the blossoms on the bough.

Where are the cowslip’s bells?

The bees left the flowers for someone else to suck

And owls make an unpleasant sound.

my bird

my beautiful bird of desires has flown

i saw it going away

it flew higher and higher

and higher

and i watched it

against the fresh and wet blue sky

my bird seemed beautiful

but it was fading away

and now

i am not able to locate it

the sky too

is no longer

fresh and blue....

dark clouds have covered it

it will rain soon...

my bird

come back

back home

we'll wait

till the sky is fresh and wet blue again

and we will fly together then

yes

we will fly together...