samyak jain Poems

the same morning,
the same news paper,
the same violence
inflicted upon
...

tonight is the
only night when
i shall remember you
and shed a tear or two
...

morning time
peak morning hours
in the port city.
...

are like chillies.
seen in isolation
it makes you cry.
but
...

there should be a sea
in every body's life;
an agent
to invade
...

beware of the Ides of March,
you gullibles,
what was true of Caesar
is true of you too.
...

two steps into my living room,
what promises have you
come with?
...

if ever some day
i
dare to drink the whole
of
...

a true child of God,
a tiny figure
bent low
with the burden of love,
...

all our gods
are stone gods,
they donot melt
that easily to prayers.
...