Sriranji Aratisankar

A tune -Bangal Vairab - not necessary Komal Risav A consciousness - a clumsy old ox havinng long neck A subject - colourful poisonous sea of happiness, sob A boat - floating on inc…

An eye-specialist knows A man never loses sight.

Abandoned sensible pregnant queen of recollection In such a place where no trees, shadow, fruits or stream The king now sucking thumb and suffering from gnosticism fever In a state…

Bending down I walk Nodody knows Carrying inward A black immovably stone of words.…

A blue-calling rolls on as wheel On every one's chest Only a few can feel.

Satyanarayan Samui now a shadow-boy; He was a jubilant boy of blood and flesh Nearly 43 years ago.…

My complexion is blue. A blue-man. None knows Only I know…

Flower, flower and flower So much flowers in the garden Yet shower shower and shower of fire in my heart…

I float a boat made of my own corpse On the evening-water Some day must would cast anchor On the wharf of the farthest off star...

Abortive attempt-current-course; In course of flowing Thrusts to a curvature..…

I give you a love-throne to sit on... Give me a river to boat on All day long I only cross and recross Whimsically only float a branch of ‘Lodhra-kusuma'…

A broken wheel leaning against the wall ; All day long thinks over the way crossed, How giz-path, how zag-path, ditchs, bumps, dust, clay Now sees wheels running on the way, none c…

Full to the brim the world current. Merely watching torrent Yet to complete the Absolute Zero syllabus.…

The cat jumped off the table. A ball lying on the floor. The cat playfully pushed the ball towards wall.…

Hi heartless haughty Hearth; Why try to frighten me? A charcoal never afraid of burning. Your constant endeavour marred.