You who are alive / Pray for me Pray that no-one else / Lives like me In vain / Dies like me In vain:
Tag: poetry
The Light That Peeps in Through the Holes: Two Poems on Rat-Hole Miners
'We are bound by our sweat, oppression and precarity...This is our title in India, sir.'
5th August
Four year olds / Who have grown up / Amidst concertina wires / And soldiers in battle fatigues
Muslims On Trains
My bhabi scoops out each beard / Till my brother screams in pain / She is terrified if someone / Finds her husband's name!
Riot
Look at yourself, name this beast! / In the heart of a divided nation / Can you at least bury me?
The Saucer Cannot Hold
My cup of verse fills up / Falls / Without word / Unrhymed / Like cuppa-noodles wasted with too much hot water
A Poet’s Margins
What use are words if they too don't reach hearts in the hinterlands, forests and fields?
Metamorphosis : A Poem for Umar Khalid
My dreams have transmuted into a state's bargain / And you, my comrade, must have kept the dreams alive.
Clothes that Belonged to the Tree
The sight is just plain, but beautiful! / These faded clothes whimper their secrets to each other.
of love and borders
i used to wonder / what caused so much conflict / purple blue bodies / lying unclaimed / on both sides.