I had dreams

Dreams about you, about us

But you didn’t care

 They called me coward

They hit me on the face

But I didn’t react

Only because of you

 You were my passion

My life, my future

I always lived for you

 Now I am in this cruel city

Because of you

I smoke too much-because of you

My nights are sleepless because of you

Why you don’t love me

Why you avoid me

Yesterday I cut my veins

I saw the blood

The red naked truth

I love you and will always love you

And will wait until you recognize my love

In 1984
Death visited us
In the form of MIC
We were innocent
We prayed almost everyday
We feared god
Yet the gas took our lives
Years have passed
We lived our death
Swallowed our tears

There was a hope
We believed in justice
Till the day we realized that it is blind
It has no sympathy!
Union carbide was a mistake
Justice has whitewashed it

There was no result for our endless waiting
Bhopal is the name of a wound
An incurable wound!

They would say to forget
How can we forget our tears
The smell from the dead bodies
How can we forget the dark sky
The last smiles of our babies
How can we forget our wasted years
The blood and the breath
How can we forget

Now Bhopal is the name of a protest
A protest against all exploitation
A protest against injustice
A protest against all odds
Which make our lives miserable
Let’s join this battle
Long live Bhopal memories…

(Dedicated to all the players of FIFA Worldcup 2010. May god bless you all)

We are blessed
to be alive
to watch FIFA 2010

I have a dream
(It’s about football
It’s about freedom
It’s about equality)
About the downtrodden.
One day there will be a world cup winner from Africa
One day they will jump into light
They will dance-
The dance of victory
The dance of love and freedom

As always,
our dreams are bigger than us
Our thoughts greater than us
Our reason above everything

We are united around one ball
World has become a football
We celebrate freedom for one month
We celebrate our being for one month

Don’t go away
Dissolve in this joy
spread this light of happiness
Stars will dance in the green field
We will kick away our death
And will get a free kick
We unite in goals
We are one

We are blessed to be alive to watch FIFA 2010

Let these words spread
We need life instead of death
We need freedom instead of slavery
We need words instead of silence
We need world cup instead of everything.

Light, darkness then the long silence
You describes life like this.
We were together
Beneath a banyan tree
I saw the red bus,
Long away, trying to climb the bridge
It was full of passengers
We looked each other and smiled!

A dream followed by another
Like ants, they are moving
No it was not like that
Dreams are like individual films
Only gets life in the dark
They weep in the daylight
I always liked theatres
But you hated it
You always liked fire
I hated it

This is the most unfortunate minute
The world is deserted
Only you and me
We both are facing death
The ugliest face of it
You revolver sleeps in my hands
It hears the whisper of my fingers
I can’t come out from the shock of your words ‘just kill me’
How can I kill you
You are my best friend
But I want to help you
Fire had eaten all your skin
Not only your skin,
my heart is also burning

I am naked now
No cloud to cover me
I see flowers without fragrance
Sky without birds
Newspaper without news
Give me the courage to kill myself
Before my heart explodes within my body.

Night enters through the spread legs of the day!
Your color is white
I am black
We together dissolve in red,
Red is the color of revolution
(Should I say R for revolution)

Horses are coming
Not one or two
But millions of them
The are painted with blood
Blood of innocent men and women
All asked for their rights
But their lives had been eaten by bullets
Justice became more blind

We talked about freedom and equality
They said we are equal
Yet they are living their dreams
We continue our dreaming
Our empty bellies cry for food
Our eyes became blind because of hungry
We don’t have clothes
We sleep on slabs in the dark city

This is the time
(Not time, but beyond time)
We have to come forward and hit
We will gather in streets
Below the sky of inequality
We will gather before the gates of government
Below the sky of slavery
And we will sow hope
And will lit smiles in the faces of women and children

We will wear the shoe named revolution
With that we together will walk to a new life

You are covered with the hibiscus smile
I know, by now you have so many questions
But I have only one answer,
I love you and I always loved you

This wind seems like a stranger,
Glaring at me!
Your whispering lips and dry hair
Those are my friends, forever

I know you have moved a long way
Memories are fading
But my Alzheimer’s brain looks for you
I am dark, you are the light
I am hopeless, you are the hope

Dead leaves as blind eyes-
Gathered around me in the afternoon
As a crying new river
You are going away from me
This grief is unbearable
Day light as golden daggers,
Penetrates through my lungs
You are the only flower in my garden
Now my garden ruined in storm
All plants beheaded
The crying night
And whispering crickets all pray for me

My heart is like a desert never discovered by anyone
You were the rain in it
I am the time,
You are the history
I have been defeated in the war
But you are my only success
Under the violet trees and green sky
My love falls unkissed.

Mortuary of love

Jessy, I love you
I dipped my words in my blood
And my breath in my heart
I am empty now
Like a floating sparrow in the sky
I am wandering
Jessy, look at me
The dark agents of death are coming
Just look at me
This room is full of butterflies
Like defeated earth
I stand in front of you
My heart is melting
You are the only remedy for it
I stand in the mortuary of love
Only to get you back
Jessy, I love you and I always loved you

(dedicated to Gautham Menon)

Despite all the diversities
My country is still naked
There are dreams,
But not many ways to fulfill them
There are visionaries,
But they are shot before the rain.
There are political leaders
But they cover their face with a piece of cloth
There are many languages
But the people are dumb
Countless religions,
But God has left the place much before
Like an unmarried woman in the rain
My country is naked
There are reasons to love each other
But the people are searching for reasons to hate

My country is not normal
It requires shock treatment
Centuries ago my country had a name
It was above all names
But now my country is nameless
It is blind and the retina is bleeding
My country vomits sulphur
Now it burns
Like a sparrow in a river of blood

One day
the voiceless youth in my country will stand up and fight
They will decide their own fate
And would bring back God to this holy land
Then there will be only one religion
And there will be hope
And all will be blessed

Enormous dreams
Fist full of happiness
Like a democratic rainbow,
The road is crowed
Some sad song comes from the radio
No hope,
Only conversations last
The table of last supper is full of blood
The liquor filament of the day still shines
Which day is this,
Day above all days!!
Or the day beneath the soldier’s boot
Wind, full of dead bodies, comes from Iraq
It is blind and naked,
Smells potassium
Yet It has the virginity of the wind
It smiles and dances
It kisses and weeps
The tears made me wet
This is an unfortunate moment,
Most unfortunate of all the moments.
Somebody keeps a basket full of flowers in the canon
Bullet is searching for human life.

I love you,
In return you are going to kill me,
A hug by the wind is the most precious gift
But the wind is from Iraq,
And Full of dead bodies!!

Wikipedia definition of haiku:
Haiku, plural haiku, is a form of Japanese poetry, consisting of 17 moras (or on), in three metrical phrases of 5, 7, and 5 moras respectively.[1] Haiku typically contain a kigo, or seasonal reference, and a kireji or verbal caesura. In Japanese, haiku are traditionally printed in a single vertical line, while haiku in English usually appear in three lines, to parallel the three metrical phrases of Japanese haiku.[2] Previously called hokku, haiku was given its current name by the Japanese writer Masaoka Shiki at the end of the 19th century.

1
A woman
A secret
Both married each other

2
Silence
A cup full of sorrow
But can’t find storm in it

3
A bag full of relations
An eye full of dreams
Show me, where is my life

4
Open the door
Let the girl in
Leave the keys outside

5
A dead sparrow
A hunter
Peace vomits blood

6
Wind full of aircraft
Sea full of ships
Reality full of dreams

7
Life is pain
So intelligent people choose death
But what after life and death

8
Story of a brutal rape
Editorial of a Newspaper
The earth is so inconvenient for the truth

I am against war
I always have been
Wars are cancer on humankind
Wars destroy us,
Feels us ashamed,
But what about wars to ourselves
It is more important when you are perfectly alone
Your mind will weep like a widow
As a genetically modified Brinjal you would be alienated

Wars are no good for health
They will always let you down
Stabs you from your back
Will let you stand naked in a junction

Wars are not the truth
They are against truth
They tear the sky and dry the ocean
Wars remove all colors from earth
Like a bar near the church
It is the ugliest thing on earth

When you fight you become a lesser man.
The paper planes and ships will be removed from your dreams.
Your eyes will become dead sun
You will become opeque.

I am against war