Long Bungalows Poems

One person, homeless, in soiled clothes
stands at intersection of two roads, stares continuously towards the road 
where palatial houses with beautiful flowered gardens are lined up.

Mesmerized imagines himself inside those bungalows
servants in queues, to serve...

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O'er fields strewn with harvested evergreens,
There ventured a marine from Queens,
His flesh were a slight inky, his clothing was ragged,
No more alive, flowing in dread and haggard.
 
All around him darkness loomed quite blue,
Once a...

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               In the quiet whispers of the night,
I hear the impending dawn chuckle 
a shadow verse 
of glimpse of soon-coming, 
like...

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When winter months become morose
And everything around is blue and froze
Gets disheartening even for the eskimos
Their morale starts to dwindle and decompose

They tread most lightly on cautious tippytoes
For fear their neighbors will become bellicose
They bite...

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One night before I finally fell asleep,
I found that you my beloved spiritual sister,
led me into the heavens.
We are blessed with these super luxury bungalows.
These white bungalows are all next to each other, 
upon a...

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A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to Picnic.

      Funny thing happened on way to picnic close to a jungle.
    Taking twelve people three cars started simultaneous.
...

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On the bank of the James River,
Virginia Colony, 
a proposal was conceived to constrain the African fire.
The ploy, a real achievement in the West-Indian settlements.
In Rome, bodies were paraded along the byways, 
to make a...

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A walk to school out of the backdoor, through the homemade back gate, through a narrow alley,
Cars parked on the curb, guarded by paraffin lamps, no garages, no parking area,
Walking down my road, past the...

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1977. Was the Queens Jubilee,also eventfull year
flew down from Teeside to London Heathrow,for an overnight stay
 an onward journey to Kuwait, my father  prime in the proffession he did
scaffolding coordintor,myself and  sister Tracy...

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What If?

What if guppies and goldfish could swim through the air?
What if birds could only relax by sitting in a chair?

What if spider webs looked like charming bungalows?
What if cheese sticks had to be hunted...

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Sandy was the scariest storm of the season
with gigantic waves rising and battering shores
as violent winds lashed houses and trees;
there was no safe place for someone who knows
how frightful and real is Nature's wrath watched...

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The images plucked from a full soft drive like over blown berries
threatening to fall……blasted to the humus. Swing chains creak.
The high-backed, heart carved, chalk white, front porch swing sways;
to the kicking of your feet. Beside...

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Breaking bricks are many in this project
no one can build a strong house with them
all the clay got to make bricks in this land
crack and fall when joined to build house

Brick makers know their skills...

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Now love, I shall see 
you there…
You are you and I 
not I.
Noble in deeds, 
unparalleled in beau,
In status high whilst 
very humble,
Loving—truly, and 
loyal.
And I a Kashmiri 
over again, 
Born but after 
independence–
No road...

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Tasmania 

Wool of the sheep in Tasmania is full of soot a fire has 
destroyed the farms they belonged to. They have gone 
feral now grazing where there is any grass left… 
In a country...

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SKY

It slides down silently
From the naked branches of tree
Hanging bats of shadow
And creeps incessantly 
In the barren alleys
When the hearsay of the sun crosses
The western sky
From the womb of the horizon
From bamboo grooves
From the meeting...

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My Adopted Burg 

Once upon a time I saw the vibrant 
Roses on your streets, festooning both sides.
Now some of those appear wilted, as if 
Mauled by a virulent strain of fungus.

Now I see frosted...

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Apocalypse

Pattering on roofs
Like defiant horse hoofs
The whirlwind;
Deafening thunderclaps
Dark night seared by
The brightest of lightening

Harbingers of the deluge

The heavens opened
Sheaths of rain, linking up with
Other sheaths 'raining' from underneath
Tarred streets turned to streams--
at the beginning--and gradually
Dry...

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Let me kiss you my President
you came in hungry
but you are still hungry
for the people you suffer hunger

Let me kiss you my President
you came in as sleep
and stole away people’s minds
now all are happy
the hot...

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Bazaar,
Storing all a"s,the bazaar,
Of the three one is profit,
Bazaar like the heart of the township,
Supplying noise commodities to the ear consumers free,
A place buying richness and selling poorness,
Most of the sellers only with minds but...

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Along the lake’s bank
By the big old poplars
This clean calm road looks wet
As is bathed by dew or late night rain.
Let’s join there 
The ducks and birds 
Sailing and fluttering, deep in the lake.
Let’s wander...

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Across the table from an empty chair,
I sat and tried to sound interesting,
She stood so close and we discussed ice cream,
And Cornflakes, and bourbon, and the art scene,
The fact we both have lived in bungalows,
We...

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You build bungalows to hide
and to enjoy life in hiding
you buy cars of your heart
and marry spouse of your desires
wonderful things
but no hiding
Spirit is watching

You are working in the offices
behind doors good and bad balance
and...

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An island afar

In Tasmania, the sheep were full of sot
a land where white farmers had killed off the Tasmanian tiger.
The sheep’s only enemy was the man.
There were a fire people sought refuge in the water
and...

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Everything Changes

It is still winter and
roadside snow banks lead me.

I drive the pre-highway
backroads of another time, when

‘no dumping” warnings
 lined the thick woods.

Now stand subdivisions
modern sewers and gas lines.

Some old bungalows by the lake
remain, reminders...

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