Poetry

United Laces

I sketched your face in the midst of a bleached sky; touching the cool wet sands barefoot and loaded tonight. A great inhale lights the pipe wait for the rising harvest moon; ballerinas twirl on the sea wall faces expressionless; eyes cold. I feel my…

Poetry

A Letter to Myself

I love the way you smile the way you squint your eyes when you laugh   I love the way you dance when no one’s around   I love the way you talk about things you love the books you’ve read the songs you’ve heard…

Poetry

By Candlelight

The flame hovered silently, above its sooty wick Throwing jagged shadows on the walls of mortared brick And as my pen leaves marks of ink on an empty page The dancing, yellow candle ghost performs like brilliant mage.   His round, yet tapered, bottom floats…

Poetry

When I Was Naive

If only eyes could differentiate good from bad, I would be somewhere, thinking greater things. It all begins in an experience I had, With the real world, when it broke, my wings. I hadn’t realised my friends were glad, I thought I was imagining things,…

Poetry

Tsunami

most days the sea of sadness engulfs you like a tsunami that swallows homes people and the earth   you drown and you drown until you can’t ask for help anymore   you drown till you cannot differentiate between these tears and the salty water…

Poetry

No Numbers in Forevers

Maa doesn’t talk about numbers She says I’m 17 monsoons old She hands me Shakespeare’s ironies when I ask her to teach me arithmetic She has always made me learn histories and never heard me reciting tables She says my notebook covered with multiplications and…

Poetry

Un

Undeniable fake smiles Unfeasible goals set Ungiven authority speaks Unseamed possibilities occur Unforgivable past resurrects Unpredictable future destructs Undone deeds rewarded Unspoken taboos followed Unreasonable tantrums soothed Unloving wars fought Unstoppable ones die Unforgettable bonds tied.

Poetry

The Earth is Dying

Earth our great mother, For thousands of years you have been raising us to your arena. Though our lives are like candles in the Wind, through absurdity that fills your Surface.   Mother still your raining blessings overwhelm our desert, that we feed with joy…

Poetry

Our Guards

Long ago, we tend to be a happy society a society of great happiness a society of cool area a society of the Blacks a society of great influences.   Not until the Whites came, and make us apart thereby giving us another theory of…