A.K.Ramanujan, was,
Was he
A man
Crooked
And hooked unto,
Crooked and screwed,
Bent and forked,
Not so easy,
But difficult to be handled?
As for poetry to him
Was not ukti,
But vakrokti,
Statements not,
Oblique statements,
A man always peeping into,
Peeping and perforating,
Always criticizing and backbiting.
You accept it or not
Many of us
Those who are comic and comedian
Will definitely be light and loose
As they know it no limits
And transgress into,
Cross over to another land's borders.
And apart from this,
Ramanujan is but a comic writer not,
Light verse writer that too not,
But a writer of vakrokti,
Crooked statements,
Hooking and crooking always,
Pulling it down.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem