TANKA
a healer says
my sufferings not my fault:
karmic imprint
pay him twenty dollars
break free from the past weight gain
***
dull notes of life
await re-ordering —
rhythm and pitch
behind closed walls humming
to search my own music
***
lying in sun
on a straw mattress
a nude couple
whisper dreamed-up nest
when their ship comes in
***
taunting the old pain
in the brothel of bed
kitchen or shower
she fears the freaky bodies
snaky arousal and peak
***
Shiva and Shakti
our freedom in union
twin flame of love
rolling in grains of sand
transcending together
***
https://dsmag.in/2025/09/26/ram-krishna-singhs-tanka/
TWO MORE POEMS
Energy block
Frazzled and restless
bouts of anxiety
addiction, sleeplessness
spinal degeneration
pain in the neck and back
numbness in the legs
loss of teeth, libido
anal bleeding and what not
failure to stay focused
and dying desire to do
what I used to do
are not mere aging
things get hairy, scary
with body failure
ailments pop up
spirit dries up
mind disconnects
I’m hardly centered
to clean my age’s turd
on inner chakras
meditate and forget
the memories’ load
and die a new being
The Hell Is Real
They lure me with wealth in heaven
as if plucking hair would reduce
the weight of the dead body
they don’t see the bruises abandoned
on the fading skin of apple
that rolls metaphors in the basket
sleeplessly I watch her drift in dreams
on the horizon float to descend
for a share in the horrors of earth
they blindly conceal to hoodwink
god’s will for poets cultured in the past
now glittering as the sun’s wreckage
I can’t clean nor rebuild around them
the hell is real I can’t run away
with sweet nothings I can’t die in bluffs
--R.K. Singh
https://dsmag.in/2025/09/26/ram-krishna-singhs-two-more-poems/
