Where sea touch the shores like a man in namaz, where mountains kneel to tell a bead of prayer, where eagles circle the saint shot by arrows, I met her, my twin as a pilgrim in my homeland. Blue eyes, blonde hair and fair skin but she had my eyes, my ears and my nose. … Continue reading Poem: Old terrors
Category: Poetry
Poem: Twins
Where sea touch the shores like a man in namaz, where mountains kneel to tell a bead of prayer, where eagles circle the saint shot by arrows, I met her, my twin as a pilgrim in my homeland. Blue eyes, blonde hair and fair skin but she had my eyes, my ears and my nose. … Continue reading Poem: Twins
Poem: He Floats Above the Crowds
He floats above the crowds Each step a smooth stride Every poem, one of his moods downtrodden by the casual ride Scribbling rhymes with such ease Singing songs with each breeze He says he is nobody But he can be anybody A story teller or a risky sailor A fellow poet or an ace runner
Poem: In Madness
Every night I waited for poetry in my bed, eyes not blinking. But she never came with her hair let loose. She didn't come when I needed her the most. Insomniac nights, madness and existential crisis- she missed all the big events of my life. But then she came uninvited in the most inappropriate times … Continue reading Poem: In Madness
Poem: Nature Self
Lush green mountains Bliss blue sky Crystal clear brooks Windy dusty roads. Look! Another tree on our way with a myna's nest in it. Look! An old tap in its shade with running water for free. Can I take a sip? Can I quench my thirst? Can I take it for free? Can I walk … Continue reading Poem: Nature Self
Poem: #metoo
The statuses keep popping up in blue confessing they were assaulted too. But I can't use my real name, they say. My name is also my family's. "So are you gonna pretend that nothing happened?" My conscience pricks with its thorny sound dagger. "Among all these wounded women, you once envied to be too lucky?" … Continue reading Poem: #metoo
Poem: The Muse
I turned to poetry to forget a voice I once thought soothing. I turned to imagery to forget a face I once thought loving. He told me I could trust him. He told me he loved me. He told me he would take care of me. He told me my secrets were safe with him. … Continue reading Poem: The Muse
Poem: Greatest Fear
I'm scared of me, My dreams so wild My energy so reckless My thirst so addictive. I'm scared of me, my slippery tongue, my fuming anger, my fidgeting hands lest I break things worse I break hearts worst I break people. I'm scared of me, my vivid limitations, my vague aspirations. I want to be … Continue reading Poem: Greatest Fear
Poem: Pale Light Dreams
My mamma says we are poor, I have to pray for a meal everyday. My paapa works on a rented field, I have to pray for days without debts. My sister has mehendi on her hands, I have to pray for a groom who asks less dowry. This is my life everyday. These are my … Continue reading Poem: Pale Light Dreams
Poem: For So Long
For so long The politicians in my country Have been dressing up in white. Some even in saffron, green and blue. But peace, sadly, is not in their agenda. Tolerance, outdated, is not in their principles. Do you know how easily they trade My nation's pride and honor For pleasing their vote banks? Do you … Continue reading Poem: For So Long
