did i ask
even if you did not tell
the long shadows
short changed memories
the crawling insects
on the fissured barks
of a lone tree
in a moonlit night
did not eat all that they could
they were persuaded
that some had to be left
for burning the funeral pyre of
those words
just words
i had heard on that night
when creative urges
and boundless energy
were strewn all around
Let white ants fertilise the roots of that tree
why do i remember you so much
O kaali
why are clouds feeling so compelled to rain
only in a garden too far from here
why are winds so anxious to sway all the dried leaves
away from my garden
why can not white ants fertilize roots of the tree
under which i prayed for your coming back
what has happened to the curtains in my window
they dont even make a pretense of covering my tears
will you still come back O Kaali
stir the jar, it has been still too long
am i waiting in vain, but how can any wait ever be in vain
Conversation 1
In wait, so what
mining sand in a river
so far away
you come from
o sand miner
deepening the heart of river
now that it flows faster
but holding lesser
what can you do
o sand miner
you have to mine sand
so what if time can not withstand
this onslaught
all that is offered
so generously by the flow here
what can you do
but u have to live
river also wants to live
the loops of life
loops of life
so what
if there so much strife
when did she pause
when did she ask
if it mattered at all
because
loops of life
so what if there is so much strife
let me drink the nectar
at your feet, O kaali
once again
without a let
and go
i will stay here
so what
if these loops of life
spawn
so much of strife
stay there, closing the gap
u asked me to sleep that day
i didn’t
today i want to
but i can’t
not that sleep eludes me
but i have to walk
work and
talk
with myself
stay there
dont tell me
a twisted tale
o traveller
i have heard many already
but tell me
why did you let
that creeper slip away
from your hold
which was crawling close
to close
the gap
between what is
and ought to be