An unknown poet lives in a village
HELLO POETRYhas become his only adage
He lives with his mother
From her womb he came one day
And also lives with his wife
Into his womb he goes every day
He had two lovely daughters
They are as pure as rain waters
His wife loves him
But hates his mother
His mother too loves him
But hates his wife
They look two poles apart
And for his autobiography became the plot
When his children were younger
They loved their grand mother
But they now love their own mother
These happenings silently the poet has to bother
When there is a quarrel between the two
The poet says ”much might be said on both sides”
Because he can not take any sides
The poet’s wife wishes for his mother’s death
But his mother does not want to leave this earth
Only God should show the poet the right path

A house

A house
without books
is a house
without windows and ventilators

A POEM
IS
A POEM
ALTHOUGH
THERE
IS
NOTHING
IN
IT
AS
A BOOK
IS
A
BOOK
ALTHOUGH
THERE
IS
NOTHING
IN

During summer
When it was suffocating
As if I were choked
I felt that the rainy season
Was the best
When it was raining incessantly
Like an unwanted guest
I thought the winter was the best
When the cold was biting
Me like a knife and a scorpion
I felt summer was far better
I think I need to change my attitude
During summer I will enjoy
The heavenly breeze in the night
And the cuckoo’s divine music
In the morning
During the rainy season
I will glare at the pearls
Falling from heaven
During winter
I will behold
The silvery screen
And the angels
Around me

I am a thousand hooded Cobra
The king of all poisonous snakes
I can dance beautifully
And I live in India
from times immemorial
I am totally different from
Other cobras in the world
Though my bite is venomous
People continue to worship me
Because I have got
The religious sanctity
I adorn Lord Shiva’s neck
And I am the couch for Lord Vishnu
Many people try to squeeze
My poison out of my teeth
And some rationalists tried to **** me
But they can not **** my race
I will grow at enormous pace
I will continue to **** the people
But they will continue to worship me
The politicians continue to pamper me

Life and *** are inseparable
Love without *** may be ideal
*** without love is brutal
*** beyond marriage is not ethical

*** is the source of creation
And the greatest thing for recreation
It has got the religious sanction
Marriage is the apt word to mention

*** is not a thing to be ashamed
But the greatest instinct to be shared
It relieves one’s tension
And elevates human function

It may be a biological need
But survives the human creed
It is all living beings’ need
It is nature’s greatest seed

A husband should adore his wife
She will remove all his strife
A wife should share his grief
The real harvest they will reap

You  are  the beautiful moon
But you can’t be bright
Without my powerful light
I am the glorious sun

You are a wonderful flower
But I am a buzzing bee
I will **** your nectar
You will make me a victor

I am a stupendous mountain
You are an amazing snow fall
You will beautify me
I am dutiful to you

You are a running river
I am a roaring sea
You will rush to me
I will embrace you

I am the season’s king
The beautiful spring
You are the melodious cuckoo
How melodiously you sing!

you are the burning fire
ButI am the cooling water
Without me you will blast and burst
Only I can quench your thirst

I am the shining day
You are the dark night
We meet twice every day
In the morning and in the evening

You are the sparkling nature Goddess
I am the gorgeous God
People may call us by different name
You and I are the only one and the same