RAM KRISHNA SINGH
Collects all of my published poetry books. Also provides an uptodate view of my poetry, especially haiku and tanka.
About Me
- Name: Ram Krishna Singh
- Location: Govindpur, Dhanbad, Jharkhand, India
Ram Krishna Singh is an Indian poet and academic, whose main fields of interest consist of Indian English writing, especially poetry, and English for Specific Purposes, especially for science and technology. Born on 31 December 1950 in Varanasi, India, he has authored more than 160 research articles,170 book reviews and 45 books. His works have been anthologized in over 150 publications. Dr Singh's poems have been widely translated and explored in several M.Phil. and Ph.D. theses. Till recently,Professor of English at IIT-ISM, Dhanbad,he is now happily retired and pursuing his literary interests.
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My poems featured on Susana Mayer 's The Erotic Literary Salon Newsletter, May 2025
May 2025 Newsletter
Internationally Read Poet and Author R.K. Singh
Professor Emeritus of English (HAG) at IIT-ISM in Dhanbad, Dr Singh has published 56 books, including poetry collections. His haiku and tanka have been internationally read, appreciated and translated into several languages. He has been a long-time follower of the Salon. Find him on X (Twitter) @profrksingh and on Facebook www.facebook.com/profrksingh
POEMS: Ram Krishna Singh
1
HUES OF PASSION: Micropoems
Stains of honeymoon
the sun and clouds:
sky’s gentle embrace
time can’t erase
hues of passion
***
I clasp your hands
and feel the blood
running savagely
through your arteries
in tulip silence
***
her beauty
smells the soil that sings
grace in look:
I whisper my heart and chase
the glow her shadow spreads
***
at the swimming pool
he asks if he could borrow
her underwear just
to feel her from inside
with fidgeting currents
***
the wind lifts
her curved nudity
in the water curtain
I touch the strings that whisper
love in each falling drop
***
when she stretches her legs for me
to shave the pubic hair we hit
the hay together remembering
the first night I gave her nothing
in my hurry to see her nude
***
sitting in arm chair
she tells her maid how not to
share the secret rose
wet with dew or red with fire
at the heavenly entrance
***
softness dies
in his pressure
much pleasure
melting elements
feed the soul in flesh
****
in the white of night
sighs for supreme delight
steal tender pleasure
manipulating wetness
in bed unmask simple sin
***
unquenched thirst
more and more indulgence:
momentary pleasure
she says it’s enough now
rein the horse and seek the missed
2
BODY’S NO PICNIC
Not too many issues
yet enough to upset
the mind of men and women
in postlapsarian world:
she blames me for changing size
shifting shape and cracking bones
aching joints and sleeplessness
menopausal ups and downs
she kicks me out of bed
saying my body’s no picnic
I know it’s difficult
to be a woman and wife
working and making home
I may be no saint
in your eyes but I never
tried to remake you
in my own or God’s image
I can’t give birth like you
nor can I stop the changes in you
I’ve no miracle pill
Your body, your anger
I love you as you are
let’s carry no useless weight
3
CRY OF A MOTHER
Why do they ignore the clitoris when half the world has it?
the lovers don’t care, the doctors don’t talk
it’s no leaf that falls on the wave’s crest
and rots on the shore before they prescribe
a chocolate remedy or testosterone cream
to revive in dapple light:
denial is the way of life
be it desire, emotion, or frailty
for conformity, unity and control
the redness of the setting or rising sun
is too much to the drab colors of the priests
who accuse of heresy, witchcraft or immorality
to shut the so called hotbeds of sedition
when all they seek is stoppage
of the show of teeth, blood and skull
in the spinning wheel
condemned to nursing home
4
NATURE
Lovely as ever
a woman and a tree
feeding hungry mouths
shelter birds and beasts
nurture men and spirits
shower bliss on all
whatever rotten
stand firm in all seasons
lovely as ever
–Ram Krishna Singh
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