Sunday, May 10, 2026
Monday, April 6, 2026
A Haiku in Hindi with English translation
चांद छुपता रहा
मैं पीछे पीछे
भागता रहा
The moon kept hiding
and I kept running
after it
--R K Singh
Tuesday, March 31, 2026
Sunday, March 1, 2026
Three Tanka in Haiku Shack Magazine No.6
Three of my tanka appears in the Haiku Shack Magazine, #6, February 2026
Tanka – Ram Krishna Singh
a tidal wave
touches the shore to wipe
my naked footprints
and leaves behind some shells
pebbles and memories
(p.43)
awaiting the wave
that’ll wash away empty hours
and endless longing
in this dead silence at sea
I pull down chunks of sky
(p.44)
crazy these people
don’t know how to go
down with the swirl and
up with the whirl but
play in the raging water
(p.45)
About Ram Krishna Singh
Ram Krishna Singh (born 1950) has published poems, articles, and book reviews in various magazines
and journals over the years. For nearly four decades, he taught English for Science and Technology,
Indian Writing in English, and Criticism at The Indian Institute of Technology (Indian School of
Mines) Dhanbad, India. Now a retired Professor, he has over 60 books to his credit, including
白濁: SILENCE: A WHITE DISTRUST (English/Japanese, 2022), Poems and Micropoems (2023), Knocking VistasAnd Other Poems (2024), and Leaves of Silence (2025).
Website: https://pennyspoetry.fandom.com/wiki/R.K._Singh
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Wednesday, February 25, 2026
Sunday, November 2, 2025
Creative Flight Journal: Bondage of Nearness - Ram Krishna Singh (India)
Creative Flight Journal: Bondage of Nearness - Ram Krishna Singh (India): BONDAGE OF NEARNESS - Ram Krishna Singh (India) How long shall I seek freedom in the myths we unmake licking hairy dark...
BONDAGE OF NEARNESS
- Ram Krishna Singh (India)
How long shall I seek freedom in the myths we unmake
licking hairy darkness or feeling sweetness of hips
through untamable wildness of the heart chase images
that abide circles of paroxysm ascending from
the mist and raw voices staring spume in the faces
as each star twinkles uncertainty crossing the moon
what is left to slice out of the passage through red light
except old sorrows ready to leap to the bone?
now there’s nothing to hold on to against lies that shade
bondage of nearness and the horizon I couldn’t touch
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Creative Flight Journal: Romance - Ram Krishna Singh (India)
Creative Flight Journal: Romance - Ram Krishna Singh (India): ROMANCE - Ram Krishna Singh (India) Where is room for sublime in Trump-Modi era if we talk about grief, trauma, social ...
ROMANCE
- Ram Krishna Singh (India)
Where is room for sublime
in Trump-Modi era
if we talk about
grief, trauma, social justice
liberation, health, job
happiness in a culture
of divide and rule through
rightward extremism?
comics of history
in lanes and bylanes
search lingams for new world
threat murals of mutiny
recreating new forms
unearthly light and space
in old tales sacred for
visions of heritage
I don’t share their tangerine
nor stream in their landscape
even if I’m consumed
in blankness of fire or flood





