Happy to share that two of my poems got published!
The one for Visual Verse you can read here.
The other for the Indian Periodical you can read here. For the context to this one, you can read here or watch this and this.
Thank you always for your support.
Father, o father!
Why do you despair so?
So what if your income keeps dwindling
Your woes continue to grow!
Father, o father!
Why do you contemplate suicide?
Your job is to grow for nation
Think not of your family’s cries!
Father, o father!
Why don’t you till your fields?
Though gathered at the gates of the capital
Lie ignored the hand that feeds!
Father, o father!
The laws are for your own good
So what if the provider to others
Goes to bed without food!
Father, o father
Why with the government do you fight?
Your job is to till, till your death
Do your duty don’t ask for your rights!
Father, o father
How come you are dressed so well?
Where did you learn to speak English
Why don’t of dirt and sweat you smell?
Father, o father
How do you survive the biting cold?
The fire that rages in your hearts
Is raring to finally explode!
Father, o father!
Why are you invisible to the common man?
His nose is buried in the humdrum of living
He forgets to matter as man!
