Even though I am not politically inclined, I couldn’t help posting the above image, as I have been seeing some people still not accepting that the governance failed and things spun out of hand. Everyday, I get to hear the death of a friend or an acquaintance, often […]
Remember the timewhen you pretended,you were terrified of lightningjust as an excuseto hold me tight? Then you saidmy heart beats louder than thunderand my blood singssymphony with the rain.
The windwhispers in a language that only her auburn tressescould comprehend.
He would ratherleave unsigned poemsunder her door,and feel her lovein second handfor her mysterious lover,than confessand lose her friendship as well.
I picked up a lexicon and a thesaurus just to match steps with this man, 24 years ago, while he was writing pages long letters and poems for me. 24 years later, another poem for me. I am truly blessed. Showers of BlessingShe is a Flower Child Who […]
I loved a girl.She wore sunlight on her hair,wove peace lilies on her dress,promises in her pocket,of love, hope and endless summers.She sang too longand hoped too much.Now she loves the moon.My flower childMy fabulist.
With my nose pressed against the frosted glass of the window,I see the Goddessin her shrinehear chants of worship in some obsolete language. With a cold tap on my shouldershe invites me in.Then I see herskin chipped,black eyed, nose squashedmutilated,corroded andrained on.
Makar Sankranti is approaching and the kites are already out. All I expected was a gustto help me airborneI am still soaringI feel the breeze light on my faceThen I become the windUntil a tugholds me in place.My dance with the wind.
She stayed just for a while then melted away leaving a luminous trail leading my soul that lost it’s way back to the path of light.
There were boulders of many sizes and forms near the marsh. As I leapt from one to other adjusting my position for some photographs of the faraway hills, I stumbled, but thankfully regained my balance before I toppled into the water. When I scrolled through those photographs, words […]