Kafir
Ronid Chingangbam *
I am just a Kafir
Who drinks Whiskey
Every weekend..
Neither I believe in Communism
Nor in Orwell's criticism
Neither I admired Howard Roark
Nor I find him stubborn
I am just a Kafir
Who plays guitar
Sitting on the stairway
To my terrace..
I don't believe in night
As I remain awake
Wondering of Caligula
And sometimes of something else
which I can't tell you
'Cos i will be rated as 'A'
And I am a Kafir...
I listen to Cohen's preaching
and to Dylan's words
But I count not them
When I am stuck with life
I look up to my girl friend
When i am broke
And feel like prostituting myself
Not only in terms of Money
She is also the best cook
(Please cook me Pork with Bamboo shoots)
I am just a Kafir
who admires Naked body
I suggest the world
to walk naked
to sleep naked
to eat naked
to cry naked
to die naked
Nakedness is my religion
that I will preach someday
walking along the Indo-Myanmar border
And the world will be better
I cant give you any reason
but I can name some seasons
according to my poems...
April is for Eliot and Idiots
who dreams of Spring
November is for Pork lover
October is for Russian
December is for Christ
and the whole season is for me
Cos I am just a Kafir
* Poem written by Ronid Chingangbam (Akhu) . He is from Dept. of Physics, Jamia Millia Islamia, New Delhi . You can contact the poet at ronidchi(at)gmail(dot)com . This poem was webcasted on November 05, 2008.
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