Alive, July 2011, Delhi Press
Oh my love, its gonna be itching
If, I don’t swallow you in
You’re so flat and green
You soothe my hand like a balmy cream
I want to keep you gulping without any interruption
As it never causes loose motion
I was told this by Koda and Raju of Satyam
World is busy all day and night- pulling you in
Sometime -on the table, sometime from underneath
Every one is running to quell the itch
Mother, father, daughter or son
They have no blood but the green connection
As the itching goes on rise
Things like morality, honour- I despise
As no beauty, no love stands taller than dollar
Dollar pills never let your health go awry
Covering all cons brings love and glory
This is how the love for green will keep me high, high and high
(As felt by Nabeel A. Khan over years )
This poetic portrayal of money spewing-cum-money-gulping hunger of our sytem and society is perfect terse comment on what is going on broad day light in our coutry. morality and ethics have plumetted to bottom and every one is either chased by money or money is being chased by him. your creative wrath against the rancid or polluted system is worth appreciating. Mr Blogger keep it up and i will wait for your next poetic expression...
ReplyDeletetarun k tarun
Tarun ji every word put across by you- is like drops of dew on a bud waiting to be blossomed for many dark nights. I am immensely encouraged by your comment and remain eager for your guidance in future. Thank you so much.
ReplyDeletereally like the way of ur thinking. in today's scenario we have to accept this realty of money minded culture
ReplyDeletemeenakshi