H: Hazard: This poem

I wrote no poem yesterday,  The words dried up, constricting  My throat, like the onset of a bad cold,  A hacking cough and fever.  Fever is a bad word now,  Being sick is a colossal mistake.  The cousin passed away last week No, it wasn’t the Novel Corona virus She had been suffering, and was…

F: Faces: Limitations

My eyes are mere windows With which I watch the world,  My face is but a mirror,  Behind which I hide my soul.  Charm me not into believing That I am anything more than that Let my dreams not become bigger Than something I am not.  Treat me kindly, still  Lest I shatter into pieces…

E: Edges : Time

Time moves differently here,  Slowly, sluggishly, lips clinging To the edge of the glass. Time weeps unshed tears here Fears that went unnoticed Bursting open scabs on the wounds Time laughs at mankind here Those who think they can divide us Do we not all bleed when hurt?  Time sees our true selves here As…

In praise of women

Who is she?  Who is she that shines at night  Glittering, as upon a stage? Who is it that braves the crowds  Every day on the local train?  Who is the lady who hides a breast  Under her sari as her child feeds?  Who is the woman wildly reaching For the alms you throw at…

C: COVID-19: Lockdown

Even as I slept I dreamt about the poem I’d write Today. In the silence it comes back to me “How to make a garlic sizzle”. Of course  You melt the butter and let the pod hiss  In the pan. I realise of course it was just a dream Who writes of garlic and everyday…

B: Blotchy : Messy

I always hated to stay  Between the lines The lines on the page The lines of my face My colours splashed   Outside the box Messy, they called me,  And messy I stayed.  I had my share of trouble  Straying from the lines The lines that life drew Confining me in walls I will not be…

A: Amusical: Tone Deaf

I would give and arm and a leg To play the piano for you again.  You would lie back on the sofa  And my little fingers would pick out the tune.  Alas my fingers are now too soft The notes just squiggly shapes  Music beaten out of my life By choice, or was it compulsion?…

Timeline (photographs)

Scrolling through timelines  I realise how we mentally compartmentalize Events in our head. Look at these pictures…  That was the last dinner we went for together Here is the wedding the year after Ma died.  See those are of the first vacation without her, This was the last holiday with Baba. It’s funny How the…

To Amisha (Someday Rapunzel)

Someday Rapunzel will chop off her hair And leap into the forest, undeterred by thorns That lay waste the garden outdoors The garden she never knew up close The garden just beyond her reach. And  She will taste the wild berries and learn not to gag She will explore under shrubs and trees and hide Among…

D: Death-toll: Comfort

There are no opioids here,  No wisdom to be shared. The bitterness of the pill Is directly proportional  To your love for everything  Human. Which is not always  Lovable. Yet there are people  Who hold our hearts Those that we think of and  Wish to keep safe.  Alas, the virus has no country  or calling….

Leaving Pune, March 2020.

Ater the clouds have been folded and put away, All that remains is the moonlightThose stacks of linen, cool white sheetsThat smell of sunshine and your smiles.I look outside the portholeWatching clouds bathed in whiteThe memories that escaped, refused to be launderedScattering in wisps of bitter sweet delight.What is with the full moon and I?Those…

They will put up lights

Jamshedpur lulled my senses Each evening’s walk in the large Jubilee Park Winding between old trees and curated lawns.  Do you know, they are putting up lights?  I’m sure it will look like fairy land Or another ostentatious Indian wedding I won’t be here. And not a minute too soon.  For as I went for…

She

First thing this morning she blew me away Broke me into tears.  The desperation on her face Mingled with my years.  What is my life? What have I done?  And who cares  About my sterile dreams?  Privileged, predicated  A stranger to real hardship I go about professing My inflated importance,  While she rages against the…