Said he, I am busy, I am busy now
Though was he not busy,
Looked it so
And on hearing him, I too said to,
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Do not be sad,
Try to learn to smile from the flowers;
Do not be sad, my daughter.
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Where you the missing man of Indian English poetry,
Appearing and vanishing out,
Appearing on the literary horizon
With Land’s End (1962) and Missing Person (1972)
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Under the moonlit nights I see you stealthily
To write my shayri and ghazal,
You my sad song,
You my lost love.
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A book of poems, as such A Rain of Rites,
Brought out by the Univ. of Georgia Press, Athens (USA) , in 1976
Carries it forward
The imagistic portals.
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Poetry, what is poetry,
Poetry classical, musical,
The words of life, songs of life,
Poetry poetry,
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My God, You are Light,
Light in Darkness.
When it is dark all around and there is a little hope for light,
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The girl is so beautiful
That fail I to forget her,
A beauty so lovely and harming
And so attractive.
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A simple girl in a frock,
she came
And said to me lispingly,
With so much so affection and love,
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While passing through the way, glimpse I a Kali,
Huge Kali, magnificent enough,
Dark, dark, pitch dark,
Dark black,
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