Yoga
Watch your body, make each part act.
As they should and can,
In harmony with self, mind and nature,
Call it Pranayam or Meditation or Asana,
That is Yoga for you, me and all,
Tag: Poetry
Determined for Sex
Love for lust,
Marry for money,
Determined for sex.
The Similar Act
involved in the act in the same
way as his are when doing so.
Tugs
I feel like turning back and sit on my knees,
look at it full-eyed and be all ears to the words.
The Pillar Hand
between steering my hand its way willfully,
and just-being-there in case my hand looks for it.
The “Amalkanti Sunlight”
Not preachy his words,
not of a distant seer’s,
not bemoaning of those
searing truths of mankind,
but versing its essence,
keeping hope alive for us.
It is okay to fall!
But spare her the laughter
at the memory of falling,
for the laughter when cuts,
does so irrevocably and
it would be like the scattered
The Bird on The Buoys
Meditatively on the tautness
Of the mounds, circling them
Till they unfailingly awaken
To the whispering touch
And in the middle of an
The Nude Model and The Artist
When the artist will sculpt
Her beauty on his canvas,
His brush now his chisel,
Hands, an ardent worshipper’s!
The Rest are Women
When shadows rebel, and pedestals crumble,
When dreams are dead, And deities gone.