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O Mother, the thought of you is like sitting by the fireplace!: A poem

O Mother, the thought of you is like sitting by the fireplace, an image of you – such innocence and simplicity in your face How you were so naive, you took everything so literally, yet you had a profound sense of dignity and equanimity in wisdom You had patience that was the axiom of your existence Continue reading “O Mother, the thought of you is like sitting by the fireplace!: A poem “

O Dad, how you were always there for us!!: A poem

O Dad! I remember that day when I badly twisted my right wrist while playing soccer Mum was all panic and hysterical when she saw my hurt hand. My sister, Meena, rushed me to hospital. We didn’t even have a telephone, then, to contact you while you were at work! I needed surgery. Unfortunately, they did not fix it correctly! So, I spent a wholeContinue reading “O Dad, how you were always there for us!!: A poem “

Mother, we have an illusion of too much sunlight; when there is too little starlight in the darkness!: A poem

Mother, we have an illusion of too much sunlight, when, actually, there is too little starlight in an overwhelming darkness! Do you think there was only darkness in the Church-imposed dark ages? How every modernity that humanity pursued only saw the darkness’ persistence in one form or the other? Did you hold me in your arms, when I was anContinue reading “Mother, we have an illusion of too much sunlight; when there is too little starlight in the darkness!: A poem “

Is your love episodic, Jashmina?: A poem

Is your love episodic, between falling short and non-existent? Do you respect my sacrifice for you? Or do you consider it only as your leverage without glancing back in acknowledgement? Did you care to call me up in any time of the tribulation I’ve been through? Does it matter to you, that sometimes, even God of strong diamond steel needs reasssurance? Or areContinue reading “Is your love episodic, Jashmina?: A poem “

I can only warn you, you Laborers!: A poem

The noises of a long-ongoing theatre of shadow play from the submersibles doesn’t deluge the starlight of my memories and convictions! I am like an incandescent flame of myself through every echo permeating through each morsel of sand of destiny! Do you think what is fated is not fated? Or do you think your loudmouthed edictions take the ordination awayContinue reading “I can only warn you, you Laborers!: A poem “

Thanksgiving Day: A poem

Did I not know that Turkeys are large birds with the smallest brains? I never ever even bought Turkey cold cuts Yet sometimes I feel like cold Turkey from my discretion, aloofness, strangeness Some people think I have a frog’s ambivalence But I wouldn’t want to be kissed by a rose in the rain I know who is my Princess, Queen and Goddess I knowContinue reading “Thanksgiving Day: A poem “

Mum and Dad, you know my story, thank you for listening!: A poem

Mum and Dad, there is a lot I have to say I always kept my grievances for another day So, you must quite understand that I feel bottled up like a shut home without any ventilation Even when I was a child, I picked up skills of communication, both verbal and written I could evenContinue reading “Mum and Dad, you know my story, thank you for listening!: A poem “

Mother, I don’t care if I’m never reinstituted!: A poem

Mother, do you see the unanimous belief in the lie, I just couldn’t be watered down with it; nor could you We have semblance of the eternity locked in our soul Before we imprint ourselves by our dynamism, I revolt that the whole story will never be told. Who can I invoke, who can I name? There is none who befits my candour, when everyone I look up to is rendered lame Continue reading “Mother, I don’t care if I’m never reinstituted!: A poem “

Mother, how can I live to abandon?: A poem

Mother, I didn’t erect gravestones for you, because, though you were so earthy, I knew you didn’t belong to this planet! So am I lost in such utter alienness, that I barely feel I walked beyond the planet’s threshold; what with so much fish around! I just could hope brother Jesus wouldn’t be called a fish; so, we could uphold our love for him! I am just feeling at aContinue reading “Mother, how can I live to abandon?: A poem “

Those pangs of losing; can sadness be overcome?: A poem

I remember the flame on the festooned candle of a communion that I failed to have faith in somewhere in my growing years, not out of disillusion, but out of a faint conviction; Like a nebula that breaks out from its gaseousness to take on the clarity of stars. Somehow, I always felt that I was my ownContinue reading “Those pangs of losing; can sadness be overcome?: A poem “