MINISTER

MINISTER



Because he was intelligent

& his talent wrecked his life

he wants his son to grow

ignorant & stupid

that he enjoys a quiet life

by becoming a cabinet minister



--R.K.Singh

CHAINS

CHAINS



The chains multiply

wrap life in the skin of water

crying quits to an acomous sky:

the mute soul suffers

the oozing filth



--R.K.Singh

MY FACE

MY FACE



my face

locked in her hands

I can’t look–

love’s changing shapes

a bird in cage



--R.K.Singh

DESERT LOOK

DESERT LOOK



desert look

in the morning sun–

spring’s last leg



--R.K.Singh

HER LOOK

HER LOOK



her look

unspoken flirting

or artful riff

on snaring my soul

for playful exchange



--R.K.Singh