who am I where am I

who am I where am I

Where am I who am I? Who am I that has dwelt so long in the other, who am I that left the sunny perch; A Chameleon? Lizard eyes circumambulating, seeking, searching for the heavens, The mediators of light pointed to; down, down the nauseous blind alleys, Spinning in...

Time

Poetry Time Beyond this body of mine chanting perennial prayers, awaits a spark of vision, a cloak of deep silence, to ignite this myopic lens. Time settles in me in hushed tones, it’s been an hour or two, and all I do is feed, stammer after stammer. -Anuradha ...

Grass

Poetry Grass I’m a tiny blade of grass reaching for the sky, descend for me a step or two, sing me a song and cradle my longing, in the rolling silence of your womb, for this is the path I fail to see, and where alone I  shall clearly see, the blue of my sky, my...

Dream

Poetry Dream This old acquaintance in a new garb, when it hunts you down, you succumb; you, just an attire for convenience, shall succumb to the timeless rush of a dream, like the docile earth to garbage upon its breast, to the rodents that prowl at break of night.  ...

Birth

Poetry Birth   Growing as the sun rises and the water runs in sinks, growing as the sun sets and as the muezzin chants, growing as pen pours onto paper, as silence boils, as the bee enters, as you breathe, and then one day after the dead silence, the thump of...