Coming from Underground

Nothing to say. A
wilting rose was calling you. Hold
my arm in red. Do not hurt my fingers.

The struggle of love
demands action. You have to read
once, the Rosetta Stone.

Everything has an alphabet.
In our breast the wars have a history
of wild love. God does not watch.

Ancient History is record of love and greed for which men fought.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003