My people

At the beach, the waves toss
And my people eat pani puri.

The people are my very own.
They come like a sea’s waves.

They rise and fall inside me
Like waves tossing at beach.


Walking on golden knees

Now a spring was surely missing
In the step, as the knees danced.

In the hospital, you just lie there
And they cut you magnificently.

Tomorrow ,you will get up fresh
And walk on your golden knees.

(A knee replacement surgery is performed to replace worn out discs by plastic or metal ones on the patient who suffers from difficulty of walking on account of osteoarthritis)