malini kadir Poems

·
· The summit is high and dead dry
· The heat and Sun I fancy; fry! !
· The blazing thoughts as ours
...

How I hanker for words few,
Not in appreciation
perhaps in anger true.....
Real and natural
...

I have my earthy self
Into an earthen lantern turned;
Added all my emotions of love itself
Into oil slipped to let heat......
...

When sanity at day break returns;
and gilded words of lust dissolve
The rising Sun will my fate declare
In every single mourn
...

This boy was short
His feet perhaps;
Did not well reach
Hence the co-ordination lapse
...

The heart is crying for the boy
Who lost his life on the road
Life is now gone like a battered toy

Accidents they blow your mind
...

I Shelter thoughts of you
Under the canopy of the bright blue sky
Not stopping to question why
A smile slithers in as due.....
...

The narrow profile
Of my silhouette
Framed in guile
In darkness a vignette
...

I cherish my sacred love
unpalatable and dowdy in context....
I have taken sincere vow
Not for any one's sake but pretext
...

The hypocrisy of language,
attire, caste, creed and country
The world is full of
Long and short
...