Roots wither away

When tears don’t flow 

The roots wither away 

The waves swallow 

All the froth, fainted fishes and their future

Tsunami will not hurt anymore 

Let the roots wither away 

Just be


If it’s time that we measure ;

Then who measures the shadows 

Which tell us, what is there to see 

Let us just pause 

And, be!

#poem

You might be the voice

Among the dark clouds 

You are the ray of hope

When everybody keeps quiet 

You might be the voice 

That will reverberate in the ears 

Of those had not heard these voices 

For long 

Will you stand up 

For those, denied 

Agency all this while 

It’s your call 

Only yours

 #poem

Whispers of vanity

There is no need to explain 

No need to complain either 

Just sit back 

Close your eyes and if possible ears too

Just hear the heartbeat,

After a while 

Whispers of vanity 

You will start hearing 

Meditation is over 

#poem

Paradoxical swings

Paradoxical  swings

Mean a little

If navigating through 

Hazy treks is a burden 

We started together 

Four decades ago 

With just a promise 

To not be one predictable 

Thank you dear, enigmatic swirl 

Still survives despite shaking hands 

#poem

Eroded thumbprints: lost persona

What an erasure 

By the slogging  under the sun

Now you say, I m@lost as a person 

Why not make wrinkles on my forehead, your new bioprint?

@HelpAgeIndia_ @_DigitalIndia did not intend this; correct this absurdity, pl pay his wages #supreme #court

#PeoplesAgenda2019 Ram Lal Sahni, 65 years, says, “I have my #Aadhar & PAN card, but because I’ve been a daily wage laborer all my life, my thumb impression on biometric doesn’t work. They used that premise to not pay my pension nor my #MNREGA wage. I don’t have enough to eat.”