K SHESHU BABU - POEMS
The writer from anywhere and everywhere is interested in social problems, civil liberties and political rights.
Some works appeared in countercurrents, counterview, scarlet leaf review, leaves of ink and poemhunter and dissident voice
I started walking
Enjoying fresh dawn air
And emerging sunlight everywhere....
After a few lazy strides,
Browsing on all sides,
I noticed chirping of birds
As sheep, goats and cows
Passed cutting into my lazy footsteps
And awakening my subconscious thoughts
The shepherds, milk-maidens, vendors
Hawkers and peddlers and factory workers
Running hither and thither
Indifferent to fresh morn weather
Concentrating on their sole aim
Of reaching their destination in time,
All my thoughts of ecstatic morning freshness
Turned towards these workers and their alertness
And I thought 'beauty is not just in nature:
It's imbibed in every worker's work-culture
In the evening when I strolled again
To enjoy sunset and few droplets of rain,
These tired proletarians were on their way back
After spilling sweat and blood to serve their masters and save from whack
I thought again, 'beauty is not just in nature
It's imbibed in every worker and work culture
My thoughts of ecstasy drowned
As the reality of night started to spread
Engulfing all parts of sky and earth
With darkness and stars without dearth
Leaving old parents
In remote areas,
They came to colleges
To learn purposeful messages ....
They understood literature is fiction
More complex is daily life friction ;
The bookish knowledge of economics
Is different from normal day 'antics'!
All the theories of politics
Rarely explain rulers' tricks
Algebra, Mathematics or statistics
In real world are just 'cover-up' matrix ....
They found actual learning is outside classes
Integrating with large masses
Aligning with people's essential issues
Protesting against brute power misuse ...
They learned the true meaning of 'student' -
An amalgamation of studies and dissent -
And marched forward with renewed zeal
To achieve their long-cherished Utopian goal
Lies are like :'Coronavirus'
They spread within no time
Give them just a little space
They occupy anytime ...
Like corona, cure is very difficult
Lies are a persisting insult
Which always try to cover-up Truth
Dominating the minds of old or youth
The only way to curb lies
Is promoting truth always
Irrespective of loud shrill cries
Keep on repeating truth in many ways
They aren't just drops !
Slowly water drops trickled
From skies .....
You didn't care!
The drops began to collect
And form a pond ....
You ignored them!
The drops increased
And number of ponds rose ....
You felt uneasy!
Torrents of water drops
Engulfed the land
Forming ponds everywhere ....
You were shaken!
The water activated barren lands
Dried rotten leaves
Refreshed with new 'lease 'of life
And greenery sprouted everywhere .....
Now, the talk of water is everywhere
Innumerable drops stood in unison
You are affected with 'hydrophobia';
Rejection of your draconian mindset
At every step....!!
(In solidarity with Shaheen Bagh
New Delhi, india women protesters who are still leading the way for others to follow their model of non-violent protests and waking up college, university and learning institutes students against the draconian laws specially CAA and NRC .)
You and I
We were brought up on the same soil
By our parents hard toil
You lived in a cozy house
I didn't even have a hut to choose
You had education in reputed institutions
I roamed with my parents facing threats and detentions
Now, you speak of Nationality , identity
Bereft of basic compassion and humanity
I emphasize freedom to live
On the very land you thrive
You push me and throw me out
Shouting 'refugee' without a shred of doubt
I have the same right to earn respect
I am not inferior to you in any aspect
You may dominate with brute power
But I can struggle with grit and 'Will Power' !!!