We are in a weekly business review: me, him and her Nostrils oval black and clear is most prominent about her Dressed in yellow she talks but the words fly As my eyes wander again to her oval nose It’s rude to stare but my … Continue reading A Daze
My Boyfriend’s a Saint
He’s a saint, pure of little fault
Uttering words that hit the heart
To one as that, what do you say but yes?
His value to this world is priceless
But in conventional measure it’s worth scant
Stuck between the two, what am I to do?
I am just your neighborhood Jane
Dreaming of salvation and greatness
But before all, a house just like the rest
A husband with all the answers
2 babies spaced 4 years apart
Patriarchal in practice but feminist at heart
He is the partner girls dream of
Attentive listener, kind as a soft bell chime
Better than any dad was to her mom
But why is he walking in my wake?
Bridging dream and reality
My ego is not ready to face my atman
No I want more, she says
Kindness doesn’t feed hunger
What if calamity were to strike? My poor eggs!
He’s a saint devoted to his God
But with little practical sense
What use is that for mortal I am
But he says-
‘Dear, we’ll figure it out’
With love and conviction
Which I realize is all that matters in the end
Time
Is that mighty hand with a will so strong Turning pages, unbiased to happy and sad Dragging us with no rest from wake to death ~ Your mighty hand familiar but not welcome I rebel, drowning fears of what’s to come in wine To no … Continue reading Time
A Warm Night
This memory from long ago comes to me in whispers… A night it was I remember inside a motel room, where we were. Cocooned together me and him under yellow flickers of incandescent light. A tiny sleepy town it was, covered in a haze of … Continue reading A Warm Night
OOO(rder)
I’ve run dry, no fuel I look at them old souls tenured 5 years and more Tell me, how did you do it all A task as easy as this, shouldn’t be this hard to carry out Like a mouth that shuts tight, every bite … Continue reading OOO(rder)
Gul Mohars
After a restless night haunted by red flashes and judging voices, I woke up early to a young Sun and a grey dull room smelling sulphurous. I dragged myself to the terrace amidst clangs of chain up the steps- so burdened I was with thoughts. … Continue reading Gul Mohars
Prison
No bars no locks, just open space In field of happy smiling face. Pile up those papers like bricks round No ways can you get all that done. Fear dispels the chill late at night Like a campfire burning through to morn-light. A prison of … Continue reading Prison
Russian Doll
I crawled out of Ma’s womb fell to ground and took root It was Summer then, it’s Summer now 20 years down Massive with trunks thick, leaves lush I’m a beast I did all that was prescribed and to it I attribute my form But … Continue reading Russian Doll
Simple Day
Cool is the water as I stay submerged Unwilling to step out, linger a little more A tall list of chores self-assigned look at me But they too grow soft, eyelids drawn It’s one of those days Let’s just be, soaking in the moment Music … Continue reading Simple Day
On the Road
He’s out rolling the road with his truck Huffing and puffing along with load ~ It started as with everyone- alone Then came along his pet Woof Who died a sad death that was his first blow ~ Not too later came along her with … Continue reading On the Road
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