One woman's glass ceiling is another man's wood floor
but there's no such thing for a second-class citizen
of a third world country
as
there's no moving up gender is against her
sexual orientation too considered 'half a witness'
in testimony
with
neither voice nor choice can't vote
or
leave home alone
unless
with consent
can't emigrate (passport permission required)
and
as for caste if she were a Dalit
(lowest of the low)
there's nowhere to go
so
between me and you, flee, be a refugee,
what's a poor girl to do?
Into your fiery mouth,
I rush. I am ash.
I am beyond myself,
I am a mottled moth
diving into you
to be consumed.
No, I am wine.
I am honey along
the razor’s edge.
I am your sweet tongue,
the rising serpent kite.
I am the cosmic womb,
inner sanctum of seed.
I am alive in brahmin
and dalit alike.
No longer girl,
not man or bird in flight.
I am the ocean’s song
alive in primordial light,
vermillion dawn
birthed from an endless
jeweled night.
Published in Indian Review
We are a perfect pair of shoes
that shows the time’s effects or use.
Our knot does not make itself loose
as we are laced so glorious.
Form: Dalit
Note:
This form is called Dalit, a traditional short Filipino poem which is only a quatrain, having 8 syllables in each line. The rhyming scheme is aaaa.
The world turns dark in an hour
to solve her problem on weather.
We will help her to recover;
We’ll shape the future together.
Note: This form is called Dalit, a traditional short Filipino poem which is only a quatrain, having 8 syllables in each line. The rhyming scheme is aaaa.
He thinks of his fellow around,
He leaves his throne, removes his crown,
He lends his hand without a sound,
Getting his feet back on the ground.
Note: This form is called Dalit, a traditional short Filipino poem which is only a quatrain, having 8 syllables in each line. The rhyming scheme is aaaa.
The pretty moon attracts the ink
of the pen with eyes that don't blink
and with mind that will always think
of lovely light's poetic link.
Form: Dalit
Worrying does not take away
Tomorrow's woes of blue and gray,
It cancels today's joyous way
To let now be in disarray.
Form: Dalit
Friendship is like a book to learn,
It’s a constant cause of concern,
Takes years to write the page to turn,
It takes a few seconds to burn.
Form: Dalit
Prayer is not like a
spare wheel
That you just pull out when you feel
The wound of your heart doesn't heal
And the pain in your life is real.
Form: Dalit
Democracy for elites
Principles never enlight
Politicians aggrandize
Void of commitment
Dalit rights crucified
Every Day, Hour, Minute
Burnt, tortured, raped
Blood tears wept
Humanity if any ever left
Upper caste domination swept
Nation deliberately slept
How can Millions Rejoice?
As largest democratic voice
Shame, to them
Who makes false claim
But never aim
All humans born same
Who can we blame?
Judas, within us
At rank and file
Shouts & writes,
About Ambedkarite’s
To win Dalit might
And rest in Vanity Fair
Alas, they too will flare
None would care
Upper caste won’t spare
They would dare
Every breathe Dalit share
This isn’t any nightmare
Reality check bare
Democracy nowhere
...rAHUL
you are ambedkarite then raise your voice,
don’t give up your rights raise your voice,
that’s not your god who created,
your dalit destiny,
man is his own creator,
and master of his destiny,
do have a reality check
see your ardent buddhist mate
succeed far beyond the rest
whats dragging you behind,
is you and your own mind,
if one man can do it,
you too can do it,
don’t complain later,
come together follow dr. ambedkar,
arise, awake and gain buddhist sight,
to conquer the caste might,
to overcome your past atrocity,
see right into future possibility,
be educated, united and agitate,
nothing else could mitigate.
...rAHUL
i see a sun that never sets,
that enlighten inner quest,
by transcending hearts gate
to overcome lives fade
i see a sun that never sets,
burns stoically for the rest
to help achieve forbidden glory
of those lives gloomy
I see a sun that never sets,
for millions pride sake
breaking law of nature
like a rebel dares death
i see a sun that never sets
and he is a man on mission
with sublime noble reason
to fight human discrimination
i see a man surmount a sun
brilliant high in the sky
nevertheless refusing to lie
unlike a sun that sets everyday
truly Dr. Ambedkar, a dalit icon
is the only sun, dalits reckon
and world shall not witness
any other sun that never sets
...rAHUL
let the death cry be heard,
of those dalit murdered,
and seek emancipation,
against the discrimination,
ask not for justice,
if that only leads to injustice,
for they don’t even try,
to address your cry,
life yours made deplorable,
resolve to make it admirable,
life is worth living,
a single day as king,
rather like decades corpse sting,
fight for the dalit plight,
till they reckon your might,
forgo your false notion,
those who supports discrimination,
are people who runs the nation,
were intellectuals brief daily,
about falling economy,
and neglect human ignominy,
suffered by million dalits daily,
no justice ever deserve,
cry of women raped reserve,
and her family killed to serve,
fanatic high caste nerve,
is there an end to this season,
of hate towards dalit for no reason,
if its caste that only matter,
the nation then will definitely shatter,
fools may sing unity in diversity,
wise will see signs of adversity,
nation heading toward calamity.
...rAHHUL
oh nirvaan ! truly dearly you ,
how should i tell you,
how much i love you,
i am your uncle,
you’re my nephew,
thats not all i have to tell you,
i can see in you,
astonishing wisdom and noble cue,
so i like to earnestly convey you,
in this world of disguise beauty,
nirvaan be the crown of integrity,
cherish the values of buddha,
knowledge, character and generosity,
and accomplish the ambedkar glory,
your parents nita and vivek,
working hard for your sake,
for you the platform is set,
to lead the rest,
born in wealthy country of opportunity,
don’t ever forget humility,
towards suffering dalit society,
strive for their prosperity,
your grand parents abhayanand and jhanaprabha,
devoted most of life as an ambedkarite,
be the reason for their pride,
by never giving up the quest,
that born american by birth,
you are equally devoted,
to spread the dr. ambedkar's word,
to make india pro-buddha,
oh nirvaan! truly dearly you,
buddha’s of past, present and future, bless you.
sadhu, sadhu, sadhu !
...rAHHUL
I never accepted such challenge that makes me fool.
I accepted challenge that provides me accelerating tool.
I am a Dalit, not human,
Hindu treat me slave in a democratic rule.
Impassable roots and recommendations hide,
No place for strange but offering a stool.
What do you want to reward me?
Pain, tear, suffering or something extra cool.
I never heard you are also supporting me,
Human civil rights aren’t a swimming pool.
I wrote, someone would hear my pain,
But everybody has cry in a bribery school.
We are Christian, Muslim, Hindu, Sikh, Jews or Buddhist,
Not a human, only religion in a living shell.
What is a worship message: to worship a tomb?
Kill them innocently if a life is quill.
Oh, my dear fellow, I write for nothing,
Whose not charged me appreciation, is that not hell?
Who loves not his grace, why do I feel pain?
Are we or not; human, that’s my untouchable skill?
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