Thursday, June 6, 2024

Be loved

Be in the kitchen,

And satisfy my hunger.

Be in the bedroom,

And understand my longing.

Be in the guestroom,

And uphold my honor.

Be in the graveyard,

And witness my silent smiles.


Be my wife,

Who adorns my portrait,

And surrenders her soul

To complete this journey.




Tuesday, June 4, 2024

Fear to bloom!

I blossomed witnessing the blood.
I withered witnessing the fire.
I warned my buds,
Not to bloom
To decorate the grave.

Monday, June 3, 2024

Differently Abled

They call me Abled!
But beautified it with difference.
They send me to a special school!
But protected me from special days.
They label me gift!
But failed to unwrap me 
They call me Heaven's child!
But always stare at me.

Monday, January 22, 2024

Nameless I

Fill my tummy with platters,
While my neighbour's tummy is filled with air.
Let me touch the sky,
When my knight's rook sank in the ocean.
Tune the melodies of celebration,
At the time of drought and sorrow.
And finally
Crown me as your Lord,
Who can never pause the riot
Nor end your miseries,
But,
Praise me with your cracked lips
Adorn me with buds bloomed in your graveyard

Sunday, November 19, 2023

Shadow

Hey body!
Wipe your tears
And never feel lonely.
I am crying with you
And shading with you.

Hey soul!
Relax and Realise
I am born with you
And can sleep in your coffin.
I walked the alleys with you
And hugged you tightly in your bed.

Hey heart!
You failed to find me in the sunlight
But darkness unveiled me.

Wednesday, March 15, 2023

Spittle

I order you to chew the leaves
And to spit your thoughts...
I will pick some glittering gems;
From your spittle,
To garnish my wall.
I can leave your wit,
In your spit!
As I can't resolve its meaning.

Thursday, March 9, 2023

To the Colonial Beast


You can never know my heart,
Unless you step out of your palace.
You can never lift my head,
Unless your greedy hands are empty.
You can never hear my lips,
Unless you brain shed the dark rag.
You can never fill my eyes,
Unless you arose as a human.

Song of Peace

When I turned on the BBC this morning, all I heard was war— not in one nation, but in many; not in one battlefield, but across a wounded wor...