Picture Postcards of Madness: February 2007

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

A love Poem in 3 parts *

1

Love was
The yellow sky on my canvas
A Crayon with the smell of her mouth.
Ran all over.

Love was
An uninhibited land,
with the lush green of my old village.

Love was
An uneven cobbled street
And we tumbled.
How many times?

Love was
Strawberry pink bruise on her knee
And we hid
As if we had mouthful of jaggery

Love was
Journey through the ancient streets
And many tombs we formed

Love was
doves hid in the white spots
of our tattered yellow sky

Love was
The velvet bedspread
That we never slept on

Love was
The blue Sunday we parted

2

From afar,
I was holding on to her shadow

But love stood.
Like the still air in hot May.
And we flooded,
the waterfalls.
Where we stood.
Young and innocent.

3

Blue Sunday
Just another blue Sunday

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Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Redemption

1
She is on the balcony
With a knife inside a plastic penis
Like a pencil-
inside the pencil case.
The faint yellow of sunlight
Reflecting off the green leaves
Of my bougainvillea.

2

I’ve been waiting there
Like a famished farmer,
like the flourished Orchard-
of his landlord.
Then the sun sets
Leaving a trail of red dust.
The sardonic laughter of the moon.

3
In my room.
Behind the blinds,
a lampshade in pink
And she hides her smile
Inside the hearse
That carries his corpse.
And his holy silence.

4
She stabs me.
Tells me, how much she hated
The look in my eyes,
and that an asylum I was.
There is no one to wait for
So we have to continue our journey.
Never have I been so happy.

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