Soni Nati Poems

The women yells
In anger as the new-born
Fails to sleep,
And the screaming child
...

The moon's hallow light,
Shines ever bright as the sun fades,
In the summer haze. 
...

Love dies,
As it lies,
Over and over again,
And women hate men
...

The deepest corners of my mind,
Nothing but sadness you will find,
The darkness has gripped my mortal soul,
You can't even find a pice of coal.
...

The bloodied friction of fists and face,
Was accompanied by snatches of gently devious words.
Those words destroyed the weak soul with a powerful mace,
And dimmed the bright lights already in place.
...