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I know the womb that feels like a singular haven,  Not in the belly of the deep sea, but in the shade of the sun  I just wonder, if you can see my explanation in the meaning  few words lightly placed like ambrosia on your leaves of dignity  I am not troubled by the indignation of loveContinue reading “Mother, did I love you, and feel constrained to love you?: A poem “

Did I feel sore from wounds, or learnt  to align myself with a deeper understanding  That I felt the pain, but didn’t feel the ugly protest  I am beginning to see the perspective of a prosaic   sublimity that goes beyond mere stoicism,  A tall mountain occluded in the horizon of vision   by a near standing smaller hill.   You can see the point ofContinue reading “Did experience teach me? Was I substantiated by such reality?: A poem “

I didn’t fancy the gems on my fingers  But I picked up the ramparts of my fortress  that were fallen all around like shattered stone  And even then, I didn’t feel alone  Because I didn’t make metaphors of my pain  when it all had to be rebuilt again  For pain and torture didn’t liquidate my soul  Not even the liquid of tears did I dole  I am just carved toContinue reading “Do you see me as I am?: A poem “

Do you think I should forget my mother  like an abstraction with no reality?  Like an earth that covers itself through the ages  with fresh layers, burying its older flesh?  Or an ablation whose gas is a vapour,  meant to escape unceremoniously? Do I feel the contagion   of destiny, so indifferent, that my soul reverses love  into a bind ofContinue reading “Do you think I should forget my mother?: A poem “

I stopped with a jerk on the street!  My heart was sinking, but my soul upright!  What realisation made me feel such grief;  you know, I can tell; and I always have the means!  A lion suddenly materialised and began  playing the violin for me. And I envisioned a   tiny tenderness and an expanse of love  as if the grief of forsakingContinue reading “When I stopped on the street and your music played, my love!: A poem “

You know I was always a very good communicator  only struck dumb by an overwhelming treachery  as if my legacy to the world was only in gravelly monosyllables  And the lyrics that I never got to sing, were hardened like leather in a bard’s soul  You know that the winter rolled over me even on the hottest days  I could neverContinue reading “You know my monosyllables were only a vapour of silence!: A poem “