Wednesday, February 25, 2015

MEDITATION

MEDITATION



wingless flight

in retired solitude–

sadhana




--R.K.Singh

HOW SILLY

You’re my love tonight
you know me like your body


will you bother to say hello tomorrow
if we meet in the street
alone like this?


just as I like your frisette
you like my male smell
you say.will you clutch
my hands like this tomorrow
if I meet and say I’m hungry?


how silly, darling, go & wash
your mouth smells pubic hair


–R K Singh

Sunday, February 15, 2015

HIBISCUS

HIBISCUS



the lone hibiscus
waits for the sun to bloom:
morning’s first offering




--R.K.Singh