the last sin
  pale ashen sky
a bleary eye
clouds of recurring screams...
i am a zoo
  an octopus leviathan
tentacles into an ocean
of unformed emotions...
syphilis and love  
  syphilitic pall
stifles the clear blue
i contort...
 
shell and pearl
  amidst highs and lows
in life's ocean flows
a shell peony-mouthed...
 
i am an unmarried mother
 
  fed on stings
of barbed milk morality
my child-plankton...
 
the lovers
  cell upon cell
bridge of their union
hung on the pillars...
rebirth
  ogre of age
and time cavil
at a warm picture...
the young today
  innocence thaws
at the altar
of ambition...
 

Unspoken 

Let’s go for a walk in the evenings to the Ganga ghat
Let’s chat for hours, neighbourhood gossip and fun stuff
Let me call you every Monday
Let me visit you more often in our pristine home
Let me put my head in your lap and your fingers wrestle my hair
Let me hug you gently and then tight to show how much I care
Let my unspoken words pour out in a gush
Let me take you with me to the hills
Let me show you the world
Let me make my sister’s troubles vanish
Let me touch you with the freshness of a baby
Let me pamper you like a doll, lovely and fragile
Let me forever be your child
And a father to you when you need me
Let me enter your world in my dreams
Blue skies, long nights and misty eyes
How are you, Mom? How has it been?

Let me do things today that I always wanted to



09 May 2010, Mother’s Day