unfinished poem…

there are words stuck in my heart,
i just dont know how to say…
there is a path opening (in) front of me,
but i just dont wanna go away..
make a life,step on the thorns,
crush the feet and stroke the rocks,
and shouting in the nights…
stuffy affairs and dreary classrooms,
education to fall from the heights…
such things invite me,dreary pleasures,
i [...]

the lost world

i still think,
and consciousness,though warped,
still has a cameo in my life..
i wonder how long?
and why?
strange visitations of the head..
friends..
men and women..
and the lost world

midnight’s child?

a long train journey,
and the traivails of the children of the midnight,
and the never ending fallows of uttar pradesh.
desolation.
am i a pilgrim?
travelling through time in search of me?
or am i another midnight’s child?
paradoxically,born at noon..
another anachrony,in a life full of them?
away from the crowd i stand,
and yet an identity is lost.
is the crowd inside me [...]