Sometimes we cannot feel self...we question self...
The night unfurling silence As the beast tore off clothes Of its victim to be satiated; As the husband made love From his right to his bride. I saw it, at this moment, Sitting at my southern window. I asked being scared curious Of its identity. It sipped the breath hardly As a baby breathe … Continue reading Hemlock
Happy Independence Day to my friends here in India & around the world. Here's another one in my India collection. The others are: As the Valley Sleep That Night A Triptych of Romance I hope you'll read them also my reader and will pass your thoughts. Dedicating this poem to the men and women who … Continue reading Born in India
She was with her boyfriend or fiancée And me with my sister and brother. I remember she has big beady eyes and a spread-over-lip smile; I can recollect she has kajal and eyelashes and light pink lip color; Her skin was not fair but little light brownish. She looked at me absently and I … Continue reading Strangers
FIRST OF ALL THIS POEM WAS NOT SUPPOSE TO HAPPEN the whisper of stars muffled by clouds the breeze of early night is dry though slowly softly city humdrum slowing the tired breath of my week end soul yearning for the caress of calmness; to lie down immobile & comatose. I shut, after a fight … Continue reading Unwanted Poem