A selection of A.J.Rao's Poetry

A blade of grass I cannot focus awareness on the winding road The distant hill is covered in a blue haze There is all-around oblivion felt in my unbeing Only the other day I was a blade of grass Today I cannot wave in the mountain breeze Uprooted from... More

A blade of grass I cannot focus awareness on the winding road The distant hill is covered in a blue haze There is all-around oblivion felt in my unbeing Only the other day I was a blade of grass Today I cannot wave in the mountain breeze Uprooted from my mother I do not know my being Just like that hill covered in a haze of forgetfulness. A boat trip on the Ganges in Calcutta At nightfall the pretty Ganges wore A black sequined satin dress and A splendid necklace studded with Candle-like lights on the bridge The flickering flame of the lantern In the boat refused to dance To the passing wind’s death-tune Near the jetty stood a monstrosity Brooding over its illumined loneliness And its cavernous stomach ached with The darkest secrets of the high seas. A day at the training academy The trouble arose out of needless self-knowledge The organism recoiled even on gentle pin-pricks Here goggle-eyed girls touched tender spots A phallic water-tank towered, Shiva-like Less