Biography of Ajiive Jay
Ajiive Jay Poems
The great wheat field, No ‘loner wheat', All on close to other's shoulder, They are, together sown and reaped!
The Act Of Faith
A silent cry of a migraine, Like an industrial alarm in head! All a remnant of night-depression. Like loosing bangles, the falling sighs!
Standing by- The infallible shadow- Of a Catholic wall, Against the first world,
Happy Valentine's day............... Sweet...yet.....painful..... the secret of this exotic mix
Beloved! , What do you think- Of 'broken toys'? 'useless! ..., ugly! ...
Give me the voice- Of a man, I found in my teen. He walked with me,
She saw a boats-man, Half naked 'brown man', Fish smelling, murky melting water Wshadow,
To this hour, lost- paradise's lone bird, Thee tried my flesh, bruised my chest!
Let me speak of rains and dreams, Yesterday city had neither dreams nor rains, Perhaps had no time to spear! Little ones had no water to smear!
The Last Job
Your thin long shadows, Strings of lusty eyes grab them. Each stares through thy window-sill, Through the rented wardrobe,
Travelling with the wind........ Feet held on heavens.......... searching what everyone searches.. not finding what you find!
She saw a boat-man, A half naked 'grey man', smelling fish, A man of melting shadow, Never the ripples got him.
The Strange Monk
A monk on a festive street, Trapped in a gambler's group, Like a monkey's- Drunken hand, dropped-
To my unknown friend, 'Do you know me? ' The unknown reply, 'One day will know you?
The Strange Monk
A monk on a festive street,
Trapped in a gambler's group,
Like a monkey's-
Drunken hand, dropped-
In a bustling bee-hive!
The strange monk! ,
Stands like a huge rock,
For it's time to pray!