Enraged

Silk worm's hunger
is the bride's attire-
burning desire
glowing bright;

and the idol's adornment -
rock faith
kneaded to one's needs.

and the kid's glittering frock-
innocence
expressed in opulence.

A million coffins
make a celestial bed;
Silky passions get ignited fast;
Silk routes
lead to riots;
Silky hanky
is no good to wipe off
your sweat or tears !

Silky …Sulky…Sickly
Me!

Seraphic Symphony

A speck of moon
and those handful of stars
will fill up my entire sky.
Yes, how reassuring is the consolation that
I am alive and so does the rest of the world too !
So much of noise, a little voice
silence , and missing notes
will make my music complete,
my seraphic symphony !