Fodder

Jaded are my eyes and gorged brain

Oh so badly I need something to sustain

No placebo I crave for, give me a balm..

Who feeds on cartfuls of fodder?

I thrive on a pearl on an ivory palm!

                   Linked to: Poets United

Between the Sheets

We both vulnerable

To each other

Not a stitch in defense

And who needs it?

I explore.. you elude

you oblige.. I cajole

I seek you grant

And then play pricey

Intertwined in each other

The whole night

My poem and me

Between the sheets of paper!

Linked to: Poets United

सिपाही

सिपाही मेरे

मर रहे बेमौत

नेता ख़ामोश 

हंगामा

हंगामा  है  क्यों  बरपा

जो तारीख़ बदल गयी है

नाउम्मीदी  कल भी थी

दिल दुखता आज भी  है

This post is dedicated to millions of fellow humans who look perplexed at limos whizzing or rolling languorously to decked up swanky venues overflowing with spirits, goodies, music, flowers and perfumes on the 31^st of December every year..

Opening line courtesy: Akbar Allahabadi 

Popularized by: Ghulam Ali