The Breeze

Cool breeze

Came like a secret agent

Peeped through the windows of minds

Residents without knowing that

Discussing the Family secrets

Moisturized breeze

Travels like a little Teen

Reading all bill boards

Memorizing childhood

Stopped at a peer

Glances were not recognized

Breeze turned the other side

Impatient Breeze

Wanders like a thunder

Here and there

Storming the minds of travelers

Stopped at a paper counter

The Headlines turned banana leaf – green, reports;

'The Commissioner of Election has released final results after checking its Accuracy'

(The Citizen - unpublished) 

Careless Breeze

Whispering secrets of past

Into the ears of people

Slowly sat before a national stage; ‘a foreigner speaks in high spirits
'We hate Humility'

‘We love democracy’

‘We care no Racism’ 

(Huge sound of applause) 

‘ A student , young 

Reading, the heroic Mandela’s biography

Released thousands of sighs towards the National stage  

(Huge sound of applause)

Political Breeze

Stepped into the Loksabha

Searching the portrait of Gandhi

The Son of Indira

stopped a moment before Neru’s

‘we apologize’

Someone phoning someone

“teeke teeke” (“ alright, alright”)

The dialogue continued

Without reaching the Portrait

The political Breeze turned towards the ‘Golden Temple’

Caring Breeze

Touched a wing of a kite floating above

Without knowing these, the kid, the kite owner

Smiling at Sky

The Thread slipped from the little hands

A  Dark cloud embraced the Kid

The kite kissed the feet of the kid

Breeze smiled