Can you summarize Rajnish Mishra's background, including his professions and where he was born and raised?: Rajnish Mishra is a poet, writer, translator and blogger born and brought up in Varanasi, India. He is the editor of PPP Ezine, a poetry ezine. He has three blogs: one on his city < https:/rajnishmishravns.wordpress.com>, the other on poetry, poetics and aesthetic pleasure < https:/poetrypoeticspleasure.wordpress.com>, and another of PPP Ezine < https:/poetrypoeticspleasureezine.wordpress.com>.
Angrily past plastic, glass and metal.
delay him for a second?
even made her an omelette and coffee.
My thoughts run. They run to hide in your protective lap, to lie there, to sleep, carelessly. For death can’t reach there, you’ve told me with your reassuring eyes. Your eyes are brown, the shade, I never had courage to stay and stare. They’re bewitching, unnerving, beautiful. I hardened the cyst but the soft core of truth, of weakness; remained. You’ve told me that the fear of loss – of life, of love; is true. You’ve told me to rest while you weave round me a cocoon.
Alive not immortal am I, not me. I live, I know, in the end to die. I’ve heard and read gods weep and bleed, like us they live, they love and die. I bleed and weep and live and die. Yet I’m no god. Not good enough, am I? I’m tired, not dead, not I, not yet, of feeling like one, not being a god. Myself should I push into myths ever new, and get reborn. Let my mind, the Father, beget its son – The god that’s me.
the city of light, of life, eternal.
No I’ll not name it.
My city, is your city, and theirs.
My city is stuck with what it’s given.
This prompt doesn't seem malicious.