steps

You can't unmake or remake .. or break her.. because she picked her scattered bones from the womb of the earth, from thirsty sands and ocean pits and glued them to her soul with warm blood, hot tears, sweat and sticky hope.. and built  herself limb by limb from a faint heart beat, a ...Read More

hill

Sometimes those who watch you go by.. have no idea about your journey the roads you have taken to get here they only see who you are now or think they do and measure your human weight your life your work in the palm of their hand they know nothing because beneath the obvious surface of who ...Read More

gul

The roots of a gulmohar.. with  hungry, splayed fingers clutch the earth to draw all its passion eager lust crimson joy life blood life surge to pour it  all back into a million, flaming hearts beating back to the world unconquerable love that covers the earth with  warm, red kisses and fades..leaving behind ...Read More

pencil

An unfinished day.. half baked. incomplete. loudly, rudely voiced. untidy. spilling... unconvincing truths.. just like a.. soul expelled from its skin And now just a moment a deep breath and forgiveness and insight that even when you can't draw a straight line on paper you can in your head and that is where it begins and ends does it not? Read More

pine

Memory is nothing but a compound a distillation an essence a coming together seeping together staying together of everything that the eyes drank the skin tasted the breath sang the soul heard and never forgot and that is why when breeze mixes with rain you suddenly smell pine needles and distant snow and damp roses and drops of ...Read More

rain

It is just rain it falls in streams, rivulets fills gutters batters shivering dogs and frightened cats and cemented trees gasping for breath on city pavements it falls outside my window waiting for me willing me to walk to the curtains and part them I don't stir and stay glued to my 8:30 pm ...Read More

marble

Sometimes silence hems  frayed seams paints on plain surfaces daisies and sunflowers that have not bloomed yet brews tea with lemon and mint bakes a marble cake first thing in the morning **** dusts forgotten corners replaces fading cushions sees rare things like generous, forgotten  trees shedding gauzy petals on fuming bonnets **** when boxes ...Read More

tree

To me.. small things are big a kernel is a tree already a tree..is a meadow a meadow..is spring and spring..all of life and everything is just one thing that path strewn with yellow flowers the roof top baking in the sun red chillies on carts dogs by the roadside cats on ...Read More

aiofe mannix

Note: I met Aoife Mannix in 2007..the memories still linger though..of her robust  world-view, her radiant poetry. After Aoife Mannix’s revolution changes the world, there will never be any wars because, ``bullets will bounce where they come from, leaving no scars, ...Read More

shore

Your voice is clear, You wish I would change. You wish I would hear, And not find it strange. I hear my voice, Climbing in defence, I wish I wouldn't lie And drop my pretense. I wish you would say What you felt underneath, While I wish I could hear What ...Read More

happy

I didn't climb a mountain I didn't climb a tree but I feel a lot better I feel free we didn't talk of troubles we didn't go on a shopping spree but I feel lighter I feel free bring on the worries bring on the woes I am ready for the battle today three months down ...Read More

imtiaz_dharker

Many many decades ago as a young girl in a small town, I remember reading a cover story on film maker, artist and writer Imtiaz Dharker with growing admiration. She was someone who had battled great odds to acquire personal and ...Read More