QUESTION 1
POEM ON HISTORICAL/ MYTHOLOGICAL CHARACTER
- PARTITION
(Character: Mahatma Gandhi. He strongly opposed the partition. I have written this poem keeping in mind the sentiments that he must have gone through during the partition.)
Go home, it’s over
Go home, it’s over
He said, unaware
my home is broke
Yet they see
Blows in the sky
Glowing so bright
A new page
Much awaited midnight,
A midnight,
I wish never came
This is not what I wished for
Be careful what you wish for!
he whispers with a grin,
almost creeping into my thoughts.
I wake up from my trance
Oh, a celebration
Is this Holi or Diwali?
There’s lights I see
There’s colours I feel
At last, alas it arrives
much awaited midnight
Bringing the lights of freedom
Dripping the red of my friends
No, no no
No more friends, mortal enemies
Slit each other’s throats
That’s our story now
A midnight, I
wish was delayed
Go home, it’s over
Go home, it’s over
2. POEM ON MYTHOLOGICAL FIGURE
(Character: Draupadi)
Many hold my custody
Stand in line if you want
a piece of me too.
No not yet, not yet.
But you, with your sinister eyes,
slithering up the drapes
on my thighs
Coiling, you fixate
on my flesh
Dharma Dharma
divide and conquer
My flesh with
Your Dharma
Feisty, you call me
Because I rebel you,
resent your Dharma. Oh die,
it needs to before you divide and
conquer my flesh with your dharma.
For you come
With egotistical power
to gamble me away
I thought my dowry
was to protect me
Burning your lust
Into the ground
I will survive,
Standing tall on
ashes of your Dharma
QUESTION 4
3. POEM ON THE LIZARD ON MY WALL.
Still there, are you?
what is it that you’re waiting for?
motionless, alone.
Another mystery, another fly
You hang in there
Like there’s no tomorrow
I see you, one day, two day.
But, you don’t leave
For you see me and
I see you
still motionless, calm
Yet with questionable moves
Its a habit now
Come on now,
You have to leave
Please go away Or..
No tomorrow
for you my guest;
You unwelcome pest
Waggin’ your broken tail
I feel sorry
You look parched
But,
those tiny black eyes
Give me the chills
At night
4. POEM ON A DEAR FRIEND.
As he brushed his fingers against my face
Singing lullabies under the moon,
All of the glistening lights led
to the constancy of the universe.
I woke up. At a loss of words,
more often than not. I waited.
And then I saw you,
through the broken window pane,
Yet unable to grasp a glimpse of the hidden
gem in your hands.
I run upto you, elevated, not thinking.
But you?
You twist and turn it like a dagger through
the pit in my stomach.
I still look for you. For you, you are my guiding light.
No matter who or what you maybe other wise.
QUESTION 5
5. POEM ON KERALA FLOODS
No school tomorrow, Ma
No sun for the Mystic land
of backwaters
It’s reached the door, Ma
slipping in steadily
She said, don’t worry
Love, there will be a tomorrow.
Soon there will be.
There’s a snake in our lawn Ma.
A thin, long snake.
There behind the bushes
She said, Lock the doors,
Stay indoors.
Be patient, there will be a tomorrow
What does she mean?
There is always a tomorrow.
The days pass as nights now
And nightmares crawl into our lives
Forever it seems
I prayed, Oh lord, Let there be
a ‘better’ tomorrow
Old clothes, new medicines
Food grains I once wasted
now I count each grain
A fresh start on ruins of our past
A new lesson a new day
Look Ma, our tomorrow has arrived.
6. POEM ON THE VERDICT OF SECTION 377
All hail the law
What is wrong with me?
Am I built the wrong way?
Or do I not know how to use it right?
I give them eerie chills
So I crawl under my skin
To hide the dirt in my mind
Dig my nails in too deep
For I can’t scream
It doesn’t feel right
Maybe it doesn’t fit yet..
They said, it will fit.
How can you know without trying?
I tried it.
And every time
It did not fit
What is wrong with me?
Why can’t I feel what they do?
I feel like a criminal
Maybe I am a crime
All hail the law
I am not a criminal anymore,
says the law.
But why do they see me differently?
Even now. Im not a crime I scream
No one hears. They walk, I stay.
Still surviving this cruel world.
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