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This spring is like growing  figments of out-of-sync imagination  on the tree of my soul  I can feel something missing  from the breathing whole   Eros’ misbegotten arrow  He tried and I am tired, but am still wired  to the electricity of destiny.  These streets of my life  are old, but hold on to convictions’ gold Continue reading “No passion for self-defeat: A poem “

I can see you waiting and wanting  for a response, with an outstretched arm  And I am thinking, before the conversation begins,  now, this will have to end. I have walls of ifs and buts  that refuse to be taken down. I can only let you in…  But I have a garbage bin for vainContinue reading “Betrothed to a star: A poem “

O moon!  Have you come too soon? Is it a curse or a boon?  Did I play my flute to your tune?  The herd in the pasture  are asking for a future  Did I steal my own rapture?  Am I cause for my own torture?  O moon!  I have not yet cast my rune  IsContinue reading “O moon!: A poem “

But the hypocritical West wants to eat from every plate. Like they always did. Like the US can hound out it’s terrorists. But India can’t. The West’s rules apply for everyone else, but itself. A history of greed and rapacity.

Parsuram should have known better  His feet did all the walking  I think, I’m locked in the thunder of Indra  Could he have been a dragon?  It was just war all over the place  Kurukshetra was meant to be a deathbed  And I think of you on the opposite side  And it steals my thunder Continue reading “O Sita!: A poem “

He has power  But I have courage’s flower  Earth, wind and fire every hour  He can claim  everything to his name  But it is he who will go down in shame  He turns to ash whatever is mine  But I have galleries of time  The earth knows too well the pantomime  The culture of theContinue reading “The culture of the vulture: A poem “

In those days, outside the window  the weather stormed with a roar  And the early night came like a slow  curtain falling to the tunes of the radio  I want to see you air-playing the violin  Like old times, you rocking your shins  your elbows, your shoulders; a smile  on your face. You rocked aContinue reading “I remember Dad air playing the violin: A poem “

Can you redeem yourself from the briny peat bog?  Can you stop the dribble pouring from the pool of your mouth?  Can you stop your raven eyes from picking on, till your belly  like a greedy lake fills from riverine blood  gushing down the cliffs of your throat?  Do you feel your sun-drenched chest swellContinue reading “To the bloodthirsty body-grabber: A poem “

This poem, about little creatures, I wove  who have their sails in streams of love  as if they were gifts from above  There is nothing to ask for in love, but love  A seemingly empty but abundant trove  Can the hand realise warmth, that wears the glove?  This poem is about faithful innocence  Rapturous flowersContinue reading “Little creatures: A poem “