The Essence of Al Pacino (Poem)

Of Al’s fire and the baritone, What can I say? The gaze as intense as his might singe dry hay. The man moves like a gazelle, Still the best in the fray, Let him talk and talk to make his point, Just shoot away. The air in his lungs, The power in his voice, The…

A Beautiful Hunt (Poem)

The whole herd has gone berserk, Every deer rushes headlong into the deep, away from freedom, Terror reigns over the grassland, From death doth lay any escape? Splashing water disturbs the calm, A hundred hearts might soon explode, There is really nowhere to go, Over the path from hopelessness to hope, the same dark sky…

The Vicarious Pain (Poem)

The Generalissimo fell yesterday, was vanquished by the Conquistador. Abject was the humiliation- Pummelled from the very beginning, Bludgeoned to provide the coup de grace. I did not fight alongside the General, Did not raise his banner nor shed my blood, Neither took blows, nor hit back for the Cause, There are no wounds I…

The Empty Canvas of Her Back (poem)

On the empty canvas of her back, I aimed to paint a sylvan, hilly tract, But the sight and touch put paid to my thoughts, There were sand dunes waiting to be explored, The undulating landscape sent invites, Promised oasis on the other side, The sands shifted whenever she shrugged, My horse burst forth with…

Is this the Promised Free Speech? (Poem)

My tongue is wrapped around a prickly pole, Is this the Free Speech the Framers promised? Look up, there must be some law to book me, I know I can’t get away if you wish to put me behind bars, locked up for good. Someone gets offended every single time I speak on matters, temporal…

Ask PERARIVALAN if he feels Sorry?   (Poem)

Kill the leader of a nation, Go to jail, Spend two lifetimes inside prison, Never give up the quest for your own freedom, Get freed, eventually. Come back home to a hero’s welcome, You killed an unsuspecting man after all, Who did not have any inkling that death was approaching, But that was his problem,…

You knew ……(A Poem on Civilization)

You knew….. Yet you…. Kept up…. the charade of praying over a structure where lay buried remains of Idols, Universally revered. Now you act as- Poor innocents of history, Shameless encroachers, Arrogant aggressors, Devious thieves, Hapless victims of the past, as well as the present. Not an iota of regret, Not a hint of remorse,…

The FALL of ROY- An Obituary for Andrew Symonds (Poem)

( I wrote this poem in 2009. Pup had refused to stand-by Symo, and the latter was sent home by the Australian team management. His career seemed to be as good as over.) Warnie’e era was over, the Pigeon had flown, The explosive Gilly retired, giant Haydos gone, Suckers took over the Cricket Down Under,…

An Ode to the Blonde Conjuror of Leather-ball Tricks (For Warnie!)

Records drew the contours, Charisma filled-in colours, Bamboozled by his craft, Magic was lent by charm. (4) The promise of ball in flight, Realized in dip or drift, Beautifully it then ripped, The woodwork lay shattered. (8) Crunch brought out his best, The Showman came alive, He always had one more trick, Forever carried that…

SHACKLES OF CHOICE (Poem)

You’re born when the umbilical’s cut, Welcomed into this world as ‘free’, Then spend a lifetime getting shackled, Remain chained to it eternally, To that which gives identity. (5) You long for freedom but accept controls over your destiny, You aim to run, and wish to fly, Float where wind takes your lazily, But get…

Who is in Charge? (Poem)

The sun has set, now I sit down, Gaze thoughtlessly at scattered clouds, The sight gets lost in hilly tracts, still basking in the afterglow. I sink into a goddamned couch, watch the horizon disappear, It is all transient, I realize! Blow out warm breath in resignation. Mist, darkness, mad chirping of birds, The great…

WHAT WOULD NOVAK DO? (Poem)

At two sets down, and out of sorts, Meddy asked, “What would Novak do?”, The bumpkins of Melbourne didn’t like, What else could they do, but ‘siuuu’. (4) No way would Nole ever give up, Djoker shall always find some way, He shall keep coming back at you, His spirit cannot be wished away. (8)…