Creation
Desire and lust
Spread everywhere
As if sand of a desert.
Climbing up a slippery tree
A naughty boy lucks green guavas.
Standing before a mirror
An impotent colors his white hair
To feel false taste of fugitive youth.
With anxiety, the hungry earth
Asks the greedy sun
To know her identity.
What aptness spreads
Brightness in the solar system ?
Planets, satellites, stars-all are curious.
With mouth broad open
Black holes look blank !
Who is he, running on the milky way ?
Somewhere, perhaps a helpless woman
After satisfying the lust of a libertine
Picks up her saree to hide her womanhood.
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