Voice

Have no friends,
Only * enemies,
Since she left.
Not her fault,
She was shot by * brutes in power,
Her voice shall never die.
The truth shall be shout,
We care not for those in * power.
Right is right,
Wrong is wrong,
The * brutes can change neither.

Wahi

Wahi sham wahi raat
Wahi dostonke saat
Wohi baat guftagu...
Wohi nasha wohi barish.
Phir aap se mulakaat kab?

Time.

My time is timeless.
Slow times nor fast times.
Excitement nor nirvana.
As it's all in the mind.

ನನ್ನ ಸಿಸಿಫಸ್

ನನ್ನ ಹೆಗಲ ಮೇಲೆ
ಹೊರಲಾರದಂತ ಭಾರವನು ಹೊತ್ತು
ಕುಣಿದಾಡುತ ಸಷ್ಠಿಸುವೆ ಕಲೆಯನ್ನು
ಕಾಲದ ಗತಿ ನಿಯಮಗಳಲ್ಲಿ
ಮಾಸಿ ಹೋದರೆ ನನ್ನ ಕಲೆ
ನಾನು ಗೆದ್ದಂತೆ.

Jerry

Chota mota latput fighting.

Big big talking doing nothing.

Crazy wazy behaviour being.

What is the point of the whole thing?

Oh my Darling!

What is the point of the whole thing?

Converse

Conversation to make conversation or
Conversation to end them all?

Some converse with yes and no.
For others its a battelfield.

When both converse to listen to the other,
There is silence pristine.

Path

Beyond the mountains
The path waits for me
Direct understanding, perception
The  mountains need to be tread.

The goats fear the path
So does the shepherd.
Mist and snow
Make the path obscure.

With my mind and heart
Calmed to stillness
I see the light of
The trail blazers of the past.

Hopping from mountain top to top
The pathways of the mind
Have been nullified
Drinking from the stream of bliss.

I see The rainbow light
Illuminating the barren sky.
Beyond which
The path waits for me.