The pebble stones glittering
Weathercocks swooning
Quickly it rises behind them
Amidst the mango leaves
Like a tattered curtain screening
Brighting all the empty sky
Drifting easy, silveriness coiling
A serpent with luminous scales
The moonlight and river meeting
Diamond droplets melting down
Tender reverie, immense, cool
River breeze, two hands glancing
Category: Poem
Sick
won’t you come and see
these summer clothes
taking me in its arms
chipping at ice
caressing
under my clothes
red dragonfly
my ramshackle room
a taste of red
nameless
lingering
under my clothes
Gulp!
Summer’s end
Dragonflies
Clinging to dry grass
Low monsoon sun
Crows, one by one
Calling, low monsoon sun
The distant mountains
Under an umbrella
In the mouth-gulp!
Heaven & Earth
Never marked by sunbeams glancing off hilltops
Shower after shower leaving behind greenlight
Hiding their crests in dishevelled tree tops
Lurid shimmers behind the tresses of clouds
Steaming vaults of black and blue serenity
The dense tide of a coming monsoon
The mire dallying in water and an older season
Unseen
The closed eye is a part of everything
It is in the sky and the sea
It is in the dreams of children at night
It is all that there is forever
On my own
I don’t even know
Any colours anymore
Wist
Immeasurable legions of white clouds close rank
Leaving a clear blue path the size of a fist
What wonder the heavens hold, we thank
Neither Buddhists nor Neo-Realists
Fight
A whisper between friends
turning sour
a book in my hand
new people in my life
breathing my air
Moss stairway
Stepping stones
Growing smaller
The moss greener
Recovery
His gaze is gentle, his voice scrapping metal
Respiring like it pushes a knife
He must be on his fourth life
Beneath his smooth hide, a warmth- sickly
I bring my hand close; quickly his whiskers come alive
Giallo
Your vice is a locked room
and only I have the key
Forbidden photos
of a lady above suspicion
A lizard in a woman’s purse
In a house with laughing windows
Live like a cop, die like a man
