The writer from everywhere and anywhere is interested in human rights issues. The writer wants to foster the whole world. Some of the writings apppeared in countercurrents.org, conterview.org, counterview.net, velivada.com, dissidentvoice.org, tuckmagazine.com, poemHunter.com , virasam.org, etc.
'On a ' no' moon day'
I was born
As black as darkness
To my 'dark' mother
Who toiled as a laborer under the scorching sun
I was born
Synchronised with wailing of my mother reverberating in the darkness
' O! God! This is girl- child' !
Nobody visited ...
Only stars twinkled far away ..
Leaving me groping for light
I grew with darkness
As my best companion
Working as bonded labourer
Cleaning and clearing shit
In the posh houses
Where my- aged children enjoyed
I shall ' light' my darkness
With the faint light of stars
With firm resolution
That my girl- child' may be as black as darkness
But will always choose sunlight
As perennial companion
If I declare on TV channels live
That two and two make five
Don't raise your finger in anger
Or try to vehemently counter ...
If I find evidence of stem cell research
In all the scriptures I search
Don't contradict my contention
Else, you'll be booked for sedition
If I order to stop drinking water
And quench thirst by any other liquid wha
Don't protest against the decision
Saying violation of free expression ...
Immerse in patriotism
And staunch nationalism
Don't think and analyse
And find logic and cause
As long as you desist and evade
Calling ' a spade a spade '
And follow ruthlessly, whatever policies are made
You will be revered and honored
And all controversies smothered ! !
I boarded a passenger train
To reach my destination ...
A beggar boarded the train
To continue his begging again
My destination has a beginning
The beggar's is an affair ongoing
My working place is outside the train
The beggar's work itself is in train
Both use train for our livelihood
I use it as a medium and the beggar for obtaining food
Both of us have similar ultimate goals
To feed ourselves and our family hungry souls
We are passengers in a different way
But our mission is not different and far away
We have differences of profession
But similar is our future vision
Power is dangerous ...
The mobilisation of public opinion
Is dangerous ...
But you need ' power' to rule
Totallitarian power to grip
Your throne ...
Divide power to protect ' power' ...
Discriminate and disseminate
Concentration of power
By race, class, gender
Social and economical
Cultural or ethical
Divide and divide
Only then, can you rule...!
Song of sunset
Is like proletarian blood
Spilled over the skies
Is like the calm after the storm
Of a gruelling day' s turmoil
It is like the blue ocean
Engulfed by red soil
Many sunsets have passed
Many struggles have faded
Like the sunset dissolving into night
Was enjoyed by kings and queens
And elite poets
Sitting on cozy lawns
Or watching waves of water
Tinged with red - crimson sunlight ......
Has shined on the sweat smeared bodies
Of farmers returning from fields
Or manual labor walking towards
Or industrial workers
Scampering towards their families
Tired of maintaining machinery
Reflects future aspirations
Of turbulent mankind
Seeking peace and equality
And enjoy its perpetual beauty
Roaring winds engulfing vast tracts of land
Accompanying with torrents of rain
Drenched fully all forms of life stand
Helpless, homeless, hopeless in pain ..
Strewn all over the place
Floatig corpses, falling trees
Stench emanating from rotten bodies
Creating nausea among rescuing people
Still they clean the drudgery
Helping people trapped in calamity
Risk their lives saving others
Bearing their sonorous cries
Who should be blamed for the nature's fury
Humanity should answer this query
If they don't care for climate change enough
They should be prepared for future tough
Clock is ticking and dooms day near
There are ample reasons for fear
Only if human beings realize
The tragedy can be averted but not otherwise
Stones tell stories
Stones are strange
With stories storage
From times immemorial
They carefully conceal
Stones were used as tools
With precision and rules
Defending against wild animals and enimies
Grouping themselves into protective armies
The carvings reflect past thoughts
Great works of unknown sculptors
Stones guided humans make fire
To cook food and knowledge acquire
Stones document suppressed history
People's lives shrouded in mystery
By engraving conditions of past
They show future what has been lost
Anger is expressed by stone pelting
Emotions reflected in stone carving
Art is reflected in beautiful building
Craft expressed in meticulous designing
Kings orders on stone inscriptions
Tribal rights on stone slabs
Remembering the dead by obituaries
On neatly polished and crafted graves
Stones have much to say
For the historians of the day
To study the hidden contents
And decipher different meanings
To preserve power
And tide over
You create obstacles -
Religious and caste segregation
Pseudo- nationalist indoctrination....!
You create barriers -
Construct concrete walls
Draw iron curtains
Spread barbed wires
Install heavily armed forces ....!
Ideas percolate through osmosis
You cannot stop dissenting voices
Emerging from fetters
And rising crescendo
Against tyrannical rulers
With oppressive policies
You may confine people in isolation
But, can't stop minds from liberation ....!!
Voices from the deep
In quest of your wealth
We dig deep into the earth
To develop your industries
We risk our lives
You boast of increase in production
We die due to poisonous gasses and axphixiation
In your pursuit of profits and production
We work to Stace off starvation
You expand through excavation
We leave ur bodies for ' sedimentation' !
You live happily in cozy houses
We leave behind wailing children and spouses
You never try to imagine our situation
Because it is beyond your imagination ..!