Just
You know what
I want to be that woman
who sits under a tree
and breathes
Still
calm
just like the brown leaf
leaving the old tree
in a zig zag.
I wanna be a witch
a crone
a temptress
and a couger.
I wanna be just
Just me
Nothing much happens in my park
Tall trees circle a lane of grass
Birds don’t live here
Monkeys don’t clamour for scraps
But dogs drop by
Eyes looking into eyes
reading love
The language of love
is heard and spoken
Yes…
But nothing much happens here.
Toil
Patience
Persevarence
If i could ban something
will ban these.
Put them away
in a jail on Andamans.
Put a bullet through their souls, i will.
I am anima
I stand in the marketplace
But don’t buy a thing
Not even the man who sells me love
the train to my home took
weeks to reach
a part of the earth
I didn’t know
I tried to feel my tiny toddler and could smell only death
he put in lightyears to open his sealed lids
to see
but a skeleton
I live where skeletons rot and sing
tra la la la la …
on and on…
oh hear the bells trill
tra la la la …
Meeting and parting
What difference does it make
Retreat quietly
shut your eyes
it's good that winter is here
tears coalesce in hard pain
unnoticed
You still feel
Even if it’s pain
I am thankful you didn't leave in the autumn
I wouldn't have anywhere to hide
Its winter and the bed still beckons
Rain beckons and so does the blind folly of the empress moon
I had years of sleep to catch on
chase dreams till they manifest
The cot was warmed by doggy bodies
that snuggled in close
The cooler was pressed into service earlier
The TV didn’t get a chance
The night deepened quietly
The moon peeped through the shadows
dancing on wires of love
in sleep sublime
Born of the day
And gone by night
Born again am I everyday
Don't ask me what the sunrise looked like yesterday
I live in the now.
It is sunny and I glow
When it darkens
I fly off with the meandering clouds
I don't know where
Don't ask me as I don't know
You and Me
You and me
We are strange
We ramble
We walk for a while
Then sit
Keep quiet
looking into each other's eyes
We-me and you
Don't touch fingers to warm flesh
We just turn our faces to the sky
And send kisses to the moon god
Hidden, mysterious, yet strong
You and I
We
Meet in words
And the language of the blood
