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Cholla Needles: R. K. Singh - New Book!
Cholla Needles: R. K. Singh - New Book!: Ram Krishna Singh uses poetry to investigate an understanding of how spiritual and sensual language brings us closer to an understandin...
Monday, June 19, 2017
LIVING IS EMPTYING
Living is emptying each day,
now frequent forgetting creates
a vacuum in the mind
poetics of decay distresses
my stream of awareness
I try to cross a maze of wires
and fly into the soft mottled sky
before the thud, one last time
now frequent forgetting creates
a vacuum in the mind
poetics of decay distresses
my stream of awareness
I try to cross a maze of wires
and fly into the soft mottled sky
before the thud, one last time
| --Ram Krishna Singh | ||||
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Tuesday, February 7, 2017
EIGHT POEMS PUBLISHED IN CREATION AND CRITICISM and an article
http://www.creationandcriticism.com/r_k_singhs_poetry_through_translation_by_varsha_singh.html
http://creationandcriticism.com/168.html
A poem rests
on brain signals imaged
in words and silence
one decodes with dog sense
smelling twists and turns in rhythm
that turn it prophetic.
2. Survival
The trees are taller than my height
the lips osculate in their shade
I enjoy the wind that shakes them
or undresses my sleepless nights
wrapped in shawl without mirrors of stars:
I survive the missing moon's light.
3. Peace in Sin
I thought I'd locate you
in the dark lonely street
but I myself got lost
mind's mazy prompts
shocked me into nakedness
I never perceived
the misleading sun
the unreal reflections
the dumb show
dazzle my eyes
shades of terror in alleys
smell of treachery
at the crossroads
the selfish gene's tarots
of my random choices
in dim blue light
smiling breasts invite
autumn breeze
I chuckle to myself
hearing raps of inverse world
and peace in sin.
4. Uprooting Seeds
Growing nude
the plant sways in the field
and matures
in golden silk
drifts like a bee
in quiet rhythm
the sun wings the flight
and stars stand guard
till beauty plays harlot
with half-open heart
abuses night music
provokes hunger
in every street
the lewd shrines
pucker the lips
without payment
strangers come and go
uprooting seeds
5. Karmic Chakra
Post-retirement
awakens inner spirit:
karmic chakra
from sexual loneliness
to insecurities turn
inner fears into
faith cross-legging prayers
climaxing love
visionary hope, wisdom
narrative of helplessness
6. No, I Won’t
Depressed mount of sun
and feeble supporting lines
will I die unknown?
left rotting in the sand
and the wind oozing foul smell?
I don’t want the sun
to miss my light and blame
the night for writing
the fate with wintry fingers
licking the legs of scarecrow
they can’t close their eyes
to the images I brew
for burying secrets
against a dusty mirror
against God’s hidden errors
7. Who Cares?
It’s too much to pass
time in a military station
no company and
no one to talk to
amid noises in the sky
day in and day out
remind my status:
an outsider in son’s home
drinking beer or wine
for a change when free
he would unburden the load
share retirement plans
forgetting I’ve grown
older each passing year
need care, but who cares?
8. Love
I gave you my love
what more do you seek
to lighten the night
my beloved
let the fire burn
and consume the moth.
http://creationandcriticism.com/168.html
Poems of Ram Krishna Singh
R K Singh (1950),
recently retired as Professor (HAG) from Indian School of Mines (now
IIT), Dhanbad, has authored more than 160 research articles and 175 book
reviews. He has published 40 books, including: Savitri: A
Spiritual Epic (Criticism, 1984); My Silence (poems, 1985); My Silence
and Other Selected Poems : 1974-1994 (poems, 1996); Above the Earth’s
Green (poems, 1997);Every Stone Drop Pebble (haiku, 1999); Cover to
Cover (poems, 2002); Pacem in Terris ( haiku, English and Italian,
2003); Communication : Grammar and Composition (textbook, 2003); Sri
Aurobindo’s Savitri: Essays on Love, Life and Death (2005); Teaching
English for Specific Purposes: An Evolving Experience (2005); Voices of
the Present: Critical Essays on Some Indian English Poets (2006); The
River Returns (tanka and haiku collection, 2006); Sexless Solitude and
Other Poems (2009); Sense and Silence: Collected Poems (2010); New and
Selected Poems Tanka and Haiku (2012);I Am No Jesus and Other Selected
Poems, Tanka and Haiku (2014), and You Can’t Scent Me and Other Selected Poems (2016), etc. He
resides at J/4 (W), Rd. No.1/Block B, Vastu Vihar Colony, N H 2,
Govindpur -828109 (Dhanbad), Jharkhand and can also be contacted at profrksingh@gmail.com
1. A Poem
A poem rests
on brain signals imaged
in words and silence
one decodes with dog sense
smelling twists and turns in rhythm
that turn it prophetic.
2. Survival
The trees are taller than my height
the lips osculate in their shade
I enjoy the wind that shakes them
or undresses my sleepless nights
wrapped in shawl without mirrors of stars:
I survive the missing moon's light.
3. Peace in Sin
I thought I'd locate you
in the dark lonely street
but I myself got lost
mind's mazy prompts
shocked me into nakedness
I never perceived
the misleading sun
the unreal reflections
the dumb show
dazzle my eyes
shades of terror in alleys
smell of treachery
at the crossroads
the selfish gene's tarots
of my random choices
in dim blue light
smiling breasts invite
autumn breeze
I chuckle to myself
hearing raps of inverse world
and peace in sin.
4. Uprooting Seeds
Growing nude
the plant sways in the field
and matures
in golden silk
drifts like a bee
in quiet rhythm
the sun wings the flight
and stars stand guard
till beauty plays harlot
with half-open heart
abuses night music
provokes hunger
in every street
the lewd shrines
pucker the lips
without payment
strangers come and go
uprooting seeds
5. Karmic Chakra
Post-retirement
awakens inner spirit:
karmic chakra
from sexual loneliness
to insecurities turn
inner fears into
faith cross-legging prayers
climaxing love
visionary hope, wisdom
narrative of helplessness
6. No, I Won’t
Depressed mount of sun
and feeble supporting lines
will I die unknown?
left rotting in the sand
and the wind oozing foul smell?
I don’t want the sun
to miss my light and blame
the night for writing
the fate with wintry fingers
licking the legs of scarecrow
they can’t close their eyes
to the images I brew
for burying secrets
against a dusty mirror
against God’s hidden errors
7. Who Cares?
It’s too much to pass
time in a military station
no company and
no one to talk to
amid noises in the sky
day in and day out
remind my status:
an outsider in son’s home
drinking beer or wine
for a change when free
he would unburden the load
share retirement plans
forgetting I’ve grown
older each passing year
need care, but who cares?
8. Love
I gave you my love
what more do you seek
to lighten the night
my beloved
let the fire burn
and consume the moth.
Sunday, February 5, 2017
NATURE'S RHYTHM
I wish I could live
nature's rhythm free from
bondage of clock-time
rituals and worship
expanding haiku present
--R.K.SINGH
nature's rhythm free from
bondage of clock-time
rituals and worship
expanding haiku present
--R.K.SINGH
IN COZY ILLUSIONS
Before the ant-eaten roots
yield to storm and the roof cracks
I must find a new shelter
to escape the full collapse:
the facade of specious house
and dead wood midst dust and green
have popped up myths of ages
academics recycle
holding gods in the hand
in cozy illusions
perpetuate newer
games of convenience
--R.K.SINGH
PEACE IN SIN
I thought I'd locate you
in the dark lonely street
but I myself got lost
mind's mazy prompts
shocked me into nakedness
I never perceived
the misleading sun
the unreal reflections
the dumb show
dazzle my eyes
shades of terror in alleys
smell of treachery
at the crossroads \the selfish gene tarrots
of my random choices
in dim blue light
smiling breasts invite
autumn breeze
I chuckle to myself
hearing raps of inverse world
and peace in sin
--R.K.Singh
DREAM
Dreams puzzling
smallness of waking
I can't live
the child's circumcision
promise of happiness
--R.K.Singh
smallness of waking
I can't live
the child's circumcision
promise of happiness
--R.K.Singh
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