Poet Activist Quotes

“In a civilized world I could spend my days writing mushy poetry, sparing the headache of human rights. But alas, that is not the case, hence, I'm restless, sleepless, vacationless, in kindling the human light.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“Citizen is The Leader (Sonnet)

I have made a few amendments in my own canon,
I don't mean going back and removing passages,
as if they never existed, for that's deception,
rather I point out my errors myself, so you know,
I ain't infallible, on occasion I have been wrong.

My main two mistakes were with America 'n soldiers,
I looked upon both with respect in my early years,
until it dawned on me, America is a terrorist state,
and all soldiers are mere puppets to warmongers.

All governments are a facade,
all politicians are merely actors.
In a civilized world citizen is the leader,
obsolete is the profession of world leaders.

In a civilized world I could spend my days writing
mushy poetry, sparing the headache of human rights.
But alas, that is not the case, hence, I'm restless,
sleepless, vacationless, in kindling the human light.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“Pain Fuels My Pen (Sonnet)

When I started writing, I had a partner,
I had plans to settle in Sofia with her.
But then I lost my link to the Balkans, when
she grew weary and took the hand of another.

I couldn't write a single word for days,
but then, I let the god complex unleashed.
That's about when my writing skyrocketed,
as the heartbreak jolted my brain
into a hyper-publishing engine.

I had all the time in the world,
and enough pain to fuel my pen.
Every time I got my heart broken,
it benefitted my mission.

First time someone broke my heart,
I dropped out of engineering
and emerged as the Monk Scientist.
Second time when I lost my love,
Planet Earth received the Poet Apocalypse.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“Pain fuels my pen.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“Heartbreak jolted my brain into a hyper-publishing engine.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“First time someone broke my heart, I dropped out of engineering and emerged as the Monk Scientist. Second time when I lost my love, Planet Earth received the Poet Apocalypse.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“She grew weary and took the hand of another. I couldn't write a single word for days, but then, I let the god complex unleashed. That's about when my writing skyrocketed, as the heartbreak jolted my brain into a hyper-publishing engine. I had all the time in the world, and enough pain to fuel my pen.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“Why did my publishing output skyrocket around 2019? Put your conspiracy theories aside, I’ll tell you why. When I started writing, I had a partner, I had plans to settle in Sofia with her. But then I lost my link to the Balkans, when she grew weary and took the hand of another. I couldn’t write a single word for days, but then, I let the god complex unleashed. That’s about when my writing skyrocketed, as the heartbreak jolted my brain into a hyper-publishing engine. I had all the time in the world, and enough pain to fuel my pen.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“Antiseptic Human (Sonnet 2299)

Some faces, some names, some ideas,
instantly ruin a bigot's day.
I'm flattered, that the very thought of me
stings like antiseptic on fanatic skin.

I'm flattered to belong to a race,
that causes heartburn to the heartless.
I'm flattered to belong to a religion,
that causes brain-damage to the brainless.

What is my race, you ask -
what is my religion!
That is indeed a fair question,
yet palpable, the answer is not!

A race rooted in rights not ritual,
I belong to the Race called Human.
A faith centered on people not doctrine,
I belong to the Order of Integration.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“It's good that I don't know how to write, that's how I do my best writing.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“I'm vast enough to contain the world, asylum pills don't work on pilgrim brains.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“Sweetest passing for me will be if I simply drift away at my desk in the middle of writing.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“I'm a homing pigeon, and I'm homing in on integration - and since there is no such thing, I'm building my homeworld person by person.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat

“I'll never force you to be inclusive,
if you do harm, I'll restrain you,
but I'll never resort to weapons -
moreover, I'll never kill for inclusion,

I'll simply beg, on my knees,
I'll beg till I drop dead -
because I have nothing to lose,
no reputation, no image, no class.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat

“Homing Pigeon (Sonnet 2311)

I'm a homing pigeon,
and I'm homing in on integration -
and since there is no such thing,
I'm building my homeworld person by person.

I'll never force you to be inclusive,
if you do harm, I'll restrain you,
but I'll never resort to weapons -
moreover, I'll never kill for inclusion,

I'll simply beg, on my knees,
I'll beg till I drop dead -
because I have nothing to lose,
no reputation, no image, no class -

either love outlasts hate
or extinction outruns evolution.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat

“In the Naskar world, sonnet is not an elitist structure of rigid rhyme and meter, Naskar sonnet is a self-contained unit of civilization, indifferent to literary convention.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat

“Naskar sonnet is a self-contained unit of civilization, indifferent to literary convention.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat

“Early Naskar unraveled the brain, Mid Naskar delivered backbone, Late Naskar is pilgrim of the heart.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat

“My writings are not decoration, but wirings of civilization.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat

“Pilgrimage to Plurality (Sonnet 2499)

Forget the canon, you can't even make sense
of my titles, bleating like nationalist livestock,
and chanting like brainless bacon - you have to
have a certain amount of multicultural tendency,
which in a way, is your first test of pilgrimage,
moreover, it's the key to the Naskar Canon.

If you have no desire to step outside your culture,
there's no point in grabbing any of my text,
you might as well pick up a chinese or arab text,
and expect to be an expert while speaking only English.

My script may be English, my language is not -
remove your assumptions, transcend your disciplines;
it is only through pilgrimage to plurality,
that an ape ascends into humanity.

My goal is not to replace
white supremacy with colored supremacy,
or christian supremacy with muslim supremacy,
or blind faith with dispassionate logic,
I am a stateless weaver of human plurality.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Sonnets From The Mountaintop

“Monkeys have a deranged jungle instinct of yapping about their religion, nation and culture, which is why I made it a point to erase mine, for I say again, I exist for I dissolve in all.

My life is the experiment I leave to the world; neither failed, nor successful, I am just a humanizing mutation.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat

“I am born of dust, and as I'm nearing to be dust again, my tolerance of intolerance has become apocalyptic.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Nazmahal: Palace of Grace

“I don't think, I roar.
I don't write, I pour.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Nazmahal: Palace of Grace

“I don't think, I roar.
I don't write, I pour.
I don't live, I combust,
so you may outgrow the shore.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Nazmahal: Palace of Grace

“Show me love, I’ll respond with a quiet smile – throw me hate, I’ll metabolize it and rewrite your history.”
― Abhijit Naskar, With Love From A Blue Rock

“I am the warfare, and the rewriting of civilization started decades ago, when I made slave out of the most tyrant language on earth.”
― Abhijit Naskar, With Love From A Blue Rock