Poetic Bits

In The Theatre of Silence In the theatre of silence I rehearsing the absurd drama of Nothingness. Portia, Was She The First Feminist? Portia, was she the first feminist Pleading the case of Antonio In black robes? The Bride Seated on a bullock-cart, The teenage bride is going To her in-laws' house in tears Dried upon the cheeks. Summer Even in the blazing heat of summer, Jaruls, gulmohars, amaltas Can be seen blooming, Belis and champas. Terracotta Temples of Chandrakona How beautiful are the temples Made from lime clay And small bricks, Small-small, old-old Telling of an age gone by, The yore and its heyday! Statues of Radha & Krishna Statues of Radha and Krishna Cast in gold, Rarer and antique, How will you take to If you find them while excavating The historical site, The fallen debris of temples, Architectural ruins!