If I walked to the ledge where the sun sets, would I fall off the edge of the earth? Or are my words merely mechanical toys on which you build home and hearth? I had a dream once but it shattered left me clawing at the one who gave me birth. Now I try to…
Tag: poem
Just this.
How can I let you know That choices are never choices That the options you have Are often governed By voices, not your own? That feelings are just feelings They pass. What hurt yesterday Today is water off a duck’s arse. You change, those ideals You wear high upon your breast, They change. You think …
Death wish.
I carved myself a death wish the day you died “Not one day over forty two”, I said “I cannot live more than half a life Without you.” I was denied. Nights like these I am glad that I am alive. When I watch my daughters dance And think of nights of chance With you,…
It rains
It rain it rains it rains On my mind from the skies It rains. Crocheted into the day Slyly into the night It rains. Droplets of joy Drops of indignation It rains Nothing dries I wipe the tear soaked face Hug the dog his fur is damp Still, it rains.
Bombay
I never can call you “Mumbai”: In one corner you will always remain The Bombay of my youth, of dreams and wild forays Into Baghdadi and Leopold. Taj Mahal Hotel stands stately, Brabourne stadium echoes a flood We’ve come a long way lately, it’s been “so far so good.” Memories creak into my bones Bombay,…
I did not stop
I did not stop for the pup today lying injured upon the busy street They said a car ran over it but I could see it still breathed. I did not stop for the pup today I hid behind excuses of “work” the ‘important’ cases of ‘important’ people that were waiting to be heard. I…
Prayer #Notinmyname
I did not come here to rage, I came here to pray. But hold it right there: I don’t do prayer. I bow neither to Jesus nor Allah nor to any of three million Others. so what am I doing here, why are my hands folded why am I in anguish, why am I starting…
I’m here
Quiet. My words are quiet. Breaking through the soft beeps Of the machines Telling me that life Carries on in other worlds In other worlds Where you walk The wind a balmy breath Upon the pond As it shimmers In a tarnished white glow The edges smoothed to whisper In my ear, “I’m here.”
ipsita banerjee 