The Press Launch
The Press Launch A product, some words, lights And attention fights Sifts the pragmatic from insane The directionless from the brutal plain Looks for whatever stands out And that’s what this picture is about! . . . . . . Arvind Passey 28 March 2017
What the cow said
Always in the news Open to views The cow remains confused Thinks its name is over-used One cow that looked in my eyes Felt it understood lies That wore a guise of faith Without understanding fate.
Women are insane!
Women are insane – They do all the right things At a blazing pace that stings And win. They also sin. They break queues, Skip dues, Remain in the news, Come with their stock of views. They write, They fight, And bite and spite, And have tears to show their might. They are everywhere.
Fitness redefined in tweet rhymes
Come on now, walk more, talk less And life no longer will be a mess! If you can stand and do, why sit? If you walk and do, you remain fit. Exercise your body and also your mind Even on a tough day it helps you unwind! Keep the mind fit and find time to...
The traveller
Alone he rows forth to discover The one within – the travel lover Shores matter but the journey more Journeys stack stories, store lore. . . . . . . Arvind Passey 12 July 2016
The Terrorist
Colors are mine, hues are mine All shapes of the world are mine And if the laws follow my wish All is well and fine, just fine! People must know I’m always right Or I’ll simply show my might Sight or insight don’t really matter So long as you fear my bite! . . ....
The strange case of Urmil Salwan
Note on this poem on law. All stanzas were tweeted separately. Read this on a website: Issued by PTI, May 16, 2016 that Mr. Justice V.K. Shali, Hon’ble Judge, Delhi High Court, in a case, which came on an appeal by a man who has passed away, has observed the unfortunate incidence of a 30...
Sphallolalia
Sphallolalia (Flirtatious talks that lead nowhere) A lone Alone A stone Always. A wait Awaits An aye An eye.
The Fingerprint Sensor
A Fingerprint Sensor makes a tap of the tip Of a finger be seen as technologically hip! * A Fingerprint Sensor is technology redefined – Authentication much more than just refined!
A very long title for a poem that is short can be rather disconcerting but many times this is what the poem demands
There are two sides to every moment And we discover just one of these The other too does not go unspent To them all, our other side says cheese! . . . . . . Arvind Passey 30 April 2016
Yes, this is where I live
“I am back in my beloved city.” – Khushwant Singh, Delhi So like a book that just goes on and on One page to the next, one page at a time From the same alphabet new words are born New families, new neighbourhoods, new ways New relationships and new lines to rhyme Yet there...
We reach where we must
The Indian Roller, sacred to Vishnu A purplish-lilac throat, tail that’s sky blue Seen perched on electric wires and searching For a careless prey, a small snake for you Sometimes insects and even toads will do So long as they wouldn’t harm it with their sting. A Neelkanth, they say, gets more milk from cows...
