Saturday, March 9, 2013

Two poems by R.K. Singh


My shrinking body
even if I donate
what's there for research?

devil in the spine
abusing tongue in sleep
or bleeding anus

defy all prayers
on bed or in temple 
the same heresy

oozing and stinking
onanist excursion
dead or alive

- R/K. Singh, 2013


They make my face
ugly in my own sight
what shall I see in the mirror?

there is no beauty
or holiness left
in the naked nation:

the streams flow dark
and the hinges of doors moan
politics of corruption

I weep for its names
and the faces they deface
with clay dreams

- R.K. Singh, 2013

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R.K. Singh biography
Other poems by R.K. Singh

1 comment:

  1. I feel honored to find my poems in Penny's Top 20.
    Thank you George.