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Ask me why when I fell into the sky I thought I was going to die?! There is a universe in my soul And I confess I am feeling whole All because of rock and roll! They all want to play my song I just don’t want to sing along even if it is onlyContinue reading “Fall guys simply don’t bid bye!: A poem”

I remember my Mum’s sweet lullaby voice; as it rang in my ears (like echoes of incantations) all over again in my early thirties as my Mother sang to my precious baby girl, Jashmina, those lilting Konkani nursery songs! I, particularly, liked the one about the negro from Mozambique, who wishes to learn how toContinue reading “I remember those Paradisical days of love between Mum, me and my baby girl: A poem”

There is none like the mountain that knows the place it stands on. None like the fortress that understands its own defences and protection mechanism. And there is none like the road of antiquity that finds relevance in every age. I am ambient in the shadows I cast as I know their peripheries and outlinesContinue reading “I am my own person, none has the right to infringe on my individuality or privacy!: A poem”

I can pause suddenly, like a light switch turned off, and into myself; in a state of tranquil non-being…the day moving over me like a wind over a grave. And then, I quietly awake to the soliloquy of wafting drafts one over the other, like laughter taking grief for a treat. You must know thereContinue reading “What being so compelling?: A poem”

I am no torn mountaintop from the vagaries of time. The wind doesn’t break me even if it comes like a storm; and the bubbles of the stream don’t brand holes in my torso. I am not asleep for a 100 years like Bakasura, vulnerable in my prolonged siesta. I lived my hard knuckled lifetimes,Continue reading “Look at me I am no speck of sand!: A poem”

I point out to the blank uncoloured spaces of tomorrow, lying in my bed like the body close to me, I never had. And yesterday draws me out like a wormhole parading to me pictures – call it imagination, illusion, fantasy, hallucination! The memorabilia of ideas falling like autumn leaves to make a carpet ofContinue reading “Ode to Salvador Rodrigues: A poem”

(Based on a song: Falling Slowly by Glen Hansard and Marketa Inglova (2006) I knew you, like a million dreams, from cotton clouds to spring, that I wore on my soul like colours that were staidly falling slowly. I didn’t count the seasons but gently played their rhythms to understand that as we drifted away,Continue reading “Falling slowly: A poem”