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The Praying Mantis

Mantis, 
o 
Mantis,
what 
did 
you 
pray?

I 
did 
pray
that 
the 
world 
be 
blessed
and 
gay.

Mantis, 
o 
Mantis,
what 
did 
you 
prey?

I 
did 
prey
two 
ants
fallen 
from 
the 
tray
of 
a 
flying 
fay.

Mantis, 
o 
Mantis,
where 
do 
you 
stay?

I 
stay
on 
the 
delicate 
grass
and 
on 
barren 
hay.

Mantis, 
o 
Mantis,
where 
did 
you 
go
yesterday?

Yesterday
I 
went 
to
Bengal's 
bay
to 
say
an 
evil 
fay
would 
come 
the 
way
of 
the 
sun's 
ray
that 
day
and 
I 
came
to 
pray
for 
a 
good 
day.

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Octopus

I wonder why 
we fight
among us
with delusion 
of grandeur!

God is an 
Octopus,
a formidable 
ramified power.

Buddhism
Christianity
Hinduism
Islam
Judaism
Sikhism
Taoism
and 
Zoroastrianism
are His
long appended 
arms
with which
He controls
our life on the 
earth.

Why should we 
fight!

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De Philosophia Poeta

I am neither a Hindu,
nor a Muslim,
nor a Christian,
nor a Sikh,
nor a Jew,
nor a Buddhist,
nor a Zoroastrian.

Darkness or Kali
as I call it
is
  my
      Religion;
Dark Nothingness
I meditate on.

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The Castrated Bull

Lo! 
Years 
back 
I 
gelded 
my 
head
And 
ergo 
it 
knew 
no 
honeydew;
Today 
its 
sinews're 
not 
sluggish
And 
it's 
no 
time 
the 
cud 
to 
chew!

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A - B - C

ABC, ABC,
After ABC 
comes D,

EFG, HIJ,
After HIJ 
comes K,

LMN, OPQ,
Then come 
RSTU,

RSTU, RSTU,
VWX, Y for You,

I'm learning
   These abed
And at last
   I find Z.

Ha ha ha!

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Man To Machine

I 
have 
created 
you
only 
to 
obey 
my 
command
and 
only 
to 
help 
me!

But 
you, 
bloody,
very 
often,
in 
the 
name 
of 
'link 
failure'
or 
so,
you 
make 
me
your 
slave!

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A Modern Song

I see heaps of 
rotten garbage
with flies and 
mosquitoes,
I hear noisy 
sexy songs,
I smell stinking 
odour,
I eat latrine-
worms,
I touch broken 
rusty 
machines,
I think of 
profusely 
urinating
on basils, lifting
a leg like a dog
and I tear 
sunflowers to 
pieces.

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Tit For Tat

Seeing 
a 
jackal 
beat 
on 
a 
novel 
drum
A 
tiger, 
with 
eagerness 
at 
its 
peak,
Wished 
to 
do 
the 
very 
same 
-
And 
struck 
on 
the 
drum 
with 
a 
stick!

The 
drum 
was 
really 
a 
nest 
of 
wasps,
Suddenly 
they 
attacked 
the 
foolish 
tiger
Who 
flew 
fast 
and 
fell 
into 
a 
deep 
pit
Where 
he 
died 
in 
groaning 
pain 
severe!

The 
jackal's 
pretending 
to 
play 
on 
the 
drum,
For 
he 
was 
in 
a 
revengeful 
mood
To 
take 
the 
tiger's 
life 
who 
killed
The 
she-
jackal, 
his 
love, 
sweet 
and 
good!

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Beware of Dog

My 
Master 
knows 
I'm 
faithful 
and 
true
In 
guarding 
his 
house 
day 
and 
night,
I 
bark 
at 
the 
unknown 
and 
unfamiliar
And 
run 
after 
'he 
thieves 
on 
sight.

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Volcano

Those two streams of lava
have become solid and silent now -

ever reminding me
of those painfully sweet sleepless nights
of incessant creativity.

The volcano is silent now,
not dead
(it should not be dead:
for 'miles to go
before I sleep.')

Will ever that time come
when a head will run
ahead of a stomach!

Who knows
when again
this volcano of creativity
will abruptly erupt
and some more new streams
will start flowing!

Muse, let thine will,
not mine be done!