We Are JNU

We are JNU

We are love

We are JNU

We are life

When the nights of hatred 

Are long and cold

When the darkness of ignorance

Crawls in hearts

We sing together the songs of light

We are the last children of light

We are JNU

We are the light

When treasures of dreams

Are sold for sleep

When life is mortgaged

To insure against death

We color dreams with red blood

We embrace death

Without being dead

We are JNU

We are the life

We are JNU

We are not dead

Who can imprison the soul of fire?

You may kill the body, not desire

We are the fountain 

The source of life

We are the spirit of fearless truth

Of unashamed springs

Of relentless love

We are JNU

Yes

We are the revolution

We are JNU

Dear

We teach love

P.S.:"At the risk of seeming ridiculous, let me say that the true revolutionary is guided by a great feeling of love. It is impossible to think of a genuine revolutionary lacking this quality... We must strive every day so that this love of living humanity will be transformed into actual deeds, into acts that serve as examples, as a moving force." (Che Guevara)

The Name On The Glass

Wrapped in your warm shawl

Looking out of the window

Sleeplessly loud city

Crawling noisily towards the dawn

You scribble my name

A slow magical movement

Of your index finger

Dipped in an invisible ink

Of your moist breaths

On the window-glass

I love the way you look

Longingly

The spell of your smiling lips

Is nothing less than a kiss

I start melting down from the glass

While you shamelessly think about me

They Found Me…

You should run

Run away to the place

Where nobody knows you

They found me

They found me reading your last letter

Your intolerably scandalous letter

They read it out loud to everyone

To mock and ridicule me

“My Love

You bought me for nothing.

Such a gifted trader you are

I sold myself so fast.

As soon as you placed

Two moist kisses

Adeptly on my hungry lips

Nothing remained same after

You burned all the libraries inside me

I have no language to follow

No words to speak through

My yearning grows deeper and longer

Deeper than your meditative breaths

Longer than your love-making nights

I announce to the world today

I love you

I love you so much

I have given up all hopes of coming back

Hold my hand

Before I’m consumed

By this relentless passion

While these seething cries of longing reach

Farther than the dark of night

I’ll patiently wait for your reply.

Be kind.

Soon.

Ever yours…”

My love, 

When you know

The reality is the other way round

Why do you write such scandalous things?