The sail of silly wind ceased.Navy cloak-cover damps the sky.Sky palming the wet moon.Dripping. Slimy. Mouldy.Night sleeps under the blanket of rain.Turned frost.Wind, wondering how to cross the Cosmic sea, ether growing conocybes.The fungal moon. But onceThe wind treaded blithe,Roaming the permeating mystic,Fluttered the pristine, white sail,The ship sailed, when the luna silvered the river,Settled in […]
The rising sun keeps a triangle of shineOn my orthopaedic pillow,Shaping the window which allows its entry.Thinks it keeps my bones warm. I allow. Last night it was the moon who passed a joke Through her shining beams, in her ravenous tendernessExpecting the world to come around. It came. My dreams are slim, on a diet,So […]
Side Walk begins where the old road ends Keeper of Dreams silly, fragile and gay Dreams silly, fragile and gay,Kept in a freezer come what may,Packed tight in silvers and zips alike,Making sure no one got a dime. Wished for it to open one day,Heated and served the old China way,Wrap it around like the […]
A watery stream in my drey I take care not to step…. My world, my secret dreyWhere I enter to dream,Every time but I check my dreyI step on a watery stream,I take care not to stepYet, it draws me in,My soar feet all wetHealed by circling depthsOh! so keen, My cardboard lifeDamp and dimPeeling […]
Love ages like wine It grew like soaked tea leaf for them “It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous that you realize just how much you love them.” –Agatha Christie Love they say grew like soaked tea leaf for them. Abhirup placed the cups neatly on the […]
Africa’s Children-From Ether they came Life’s antidotes come in funny packages. Africa’s children.Life’s antidotes come in funny packages and when it comes from children from far off land you write a story. My now, rather confined life is annoyingly yet beautifully juxtaposed to myever-on- trot partner. The surround-quite engulfed us. My life-essential in health and […]
In Murshidabad, bewitched I stationed my gaze at the edifice How the Stillness was palpable It was an unforgettable visit to Murshidabad some winters ago which threw surprises we were not ready for…. Bewitched, I stationed my gaze at the edifice. The stillness was palpable.Trees nodded gently to the passing gust, as the narrow stream […]
By the dam when the sun disappears and moon’s so dull You fear the lull Did you try and build a dam through air ?! You befriend the sky and fear the lull,When the sun disappear and moon’s so dull,The wedge-wood turning cerulean,Stars in trapeze herculean,The fear of surviving the night,All consuming shadows in white, Instead, […]
Cafe be written At this quite hours Let Writer’s Cafe be openLet the coffee be writtenThe ting-tang of the stirring spoon be the music we listenat this quiet hours‘Till the first ray of the sun touches the pile of creased napkins soiled by laughter and unspokenwords….. “There was something quite beautiful about finding such a profound connection with […]
Dreams scatter as tiny particles of reality Hiraeth’s bubbles deflate… The bubble deflates,Dreams scatter as tiny particles of realitySlowly evaporating into its insignificant frame, You are slipping by slowly —The days, the hours, theMoments,The silent combustion ofMemories,Ashes burning the osteoblasts,Thoughts hiding between sheetsof cloud albums,Forgotten petals of the smog — I saw your soul, I came to […]
