Paintings by Ramkumar

Like walls
With the peeled off paint
Your paintings.
If you scratch a bit
the heart shines

The lonely laborer
And the lost people
With gloomy faces
Behind the layers of colors
Sorrow, pain , and loneliness.

Instead of men
There stand buildings
The buildings recite
the old tales of
The deserted shadows
Through
Its walls
And windows.


The buildings like
cobwebs
Window here
balcony there
Somewhere there is an illusion of
a tortuous street.
In the brown black lines
I find
You
Newer and newer
Each and every day.

From ‘Pencil aur doosri nazmein’