A kind of madness grips me
I am unable to choose, offer or reject
The moments that are rapidly flying by
I am unable to chase
...
He wants to meet me,
The person wearing the blue jacket
And a black tie; sipping Turkish coffee;
He was inquiring about my name,
...
There is a tag tied to my wrist,
It reads written in blue Rs.1/= only,
The lowest possible price,
The selling price.
...
There was silence
The silence of Death
No footfall
Not an innocent scraping
...
‘Anxious I am
To know
To whom do I belong? '
Asked the exhaled breath
...
My world lies torn
Like any old over-worn fabric
That has many holes in it
And splayed threads
...
It was only the beginning.
I fumbled with the keys
And could not open the door
That if left open,
...
So I have heard said
A hundred times
‘May God be with you.'
‘May God protect you.'
...
Where is he where is God?
I again ask,
Where is God who created me?
...
There was a time when
Rats roamed freely in my house
They had plenty to eat
Nibbled at all things
...