Mr Pradeep Kumar Tiwari, Lecturer, Nabira Mahavidyalaya, Katol, Nagpur, writes poems in English. His poems, 'Longing', 'Prodigal Prince', and 'Yes, He Lives' have been included in an Anthology of English poems published by D.A.V. Centre for Creative Education, Navi Mumbai.

67. Noun`s Nemesis

Noun;

Behind 'I'--

The pronoun;

Is proper without--

But abstract within;

Abstract it is

Therefore rarely seen;

For its light and life;

That sees, shows, seels and irradiates,

A maya mothered

Pseudo soul,

Always concocting,

Some subastral goal,

For power and prominence

In the world.

But eh! Let the Noun

Be brown studied,

For Its life, light, sentience

And every merit,

Has it been given any credit ?

Unaccredited in anonymous abyss,

For ages it lived in name`s crisis

Awake! awake to break

The I`s hypnosis,

Or anonymity is the Noun`s nemesis ,

Anonymity is the Noun`s nemesis.

68. Pause on Present

On tranquil transparency;

Of mellowing joy;

I had a pleasing pause--

A pause on present.

Free from future;

And to pasted past;

Breath it seemed;

I had my last.

In suspended animation;

On the death of relativity;

I was in unison;

In unison with

Immensity of immortality.

Should I claim

I am He ?

No ! He is in me;

And me His limitless vastness.

But that Present passed.

It passed into past;

And once again I long;

To breath my last,

And once again I long;

To breath my last.