Tuesday, January 16, 2007

BLACK (Reviewed and Modified Version)

Silky purdah drooping down the Asian face
Covering the Angel.. Enchantment is BLACK.

The savior reflects the essence divine
Krishna hypnotizing the mind.. 'Maya' is BLACK.

Education has a fruitful termination
Degrees.. Handling is BLACK.

Youth is the crème of life
Signs.. Variety apart, the positive is BLACK.

Artist molding art and design
Immaculate.. The pen is BLACK.

Virgin glistering with diamond line
Sparkle.. The 'source' is BLACK.

The time for departure has come
Kin's attire.. The feeling is BLACK.

Ability, abnormality, out of ordinary
Helpless mortals.. The struggle is BLACK.

Kills and Bills for bovine beings
Leathery products.. Luxury is BLACK.

Beloved parted with time
Pain.. The void in heart is BLACK.

Sunny days radiating energy
Short-lived.. Silent nights are BLACK.

Betraying the inside, foxing outside
Reflections of self... The shadow is BLACK.

The truth is certain and certainty holds
Impasse eliminated.. 'Truth' is BLACK.

Anand Bora

Many thanks to Puneet.. my best friend!!

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

The Game and We

Standing tall in the midst of the stadium
We define the battle part
Our body, heart and mind is willow
Our existence keeps the game apart.

Twins we are... have three dimensions
Off, mid and leg are they
Bells standing on the temple
Ringing when the cherry slay.

Legion of legends have been protecting us
Might and skill - their splendid show
Our security is the prime concern
"The master out her" - all should know.

Alas! We have numerous falls
My greatest enemy - the ball and the bowler
"Oh please stop him"
The next moment - "The sky comes closer".

Anand Bora

The poem is being narrated by the wickets used in the game of cricket.
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