My Anodyne

Your tainted love It trickles down Like an IV drip, Plops into me A bit by bit, and I feel Foolishly sanguine, comatose. I am your hallowed vessel, On a lethal dose of you I’ve overdosed. I never noticed When my own blood Turned to water In your hands, When I found myself warped Into…

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I Am Eternity

Sometimes some things As common as a rambling bush, Or a bunch of blooming Dandelions, Or the sunset filtering Through rusty barbed wire Can take your breath away. At times like these I stop and stare; It’s as if I’m looking at things anew, Like I’ve never had vision before And I’ve just found my eyes.…

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Itch

This itch Hurts, Suffocates, Bleeds. This itch I’ll scratch Till I reveal What’s hidden Underneath. All your Excuses; All your Pretences, I’ll scratch, Scratch, Scratch, Till nought remains Of your conjectures And your lofty disdain. What are you? Only a scab I want rid of. A reminder of A deleterious past; A fetid pus Born…

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Who Am I?

I hate my skin right now. I wish I could peel it off Layer by layer Shed each layer – Wife, daughter, mother, woman. Me! Live unencumbered, No enclosures No censures No restraints On who, or where Or what I be. I hate that you think That I should just be so – Pretty, charming,…

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Happy Holi!

Pardon me, fair lady, But your white stings the eye. How about I sprinkle a little saffron See, how it complements your attire?! But wait, I noticed your eyes Are a beautiful shade of green. I have just the colour to match them too; Do you see what I mean? Mind you though, M’Lady, Pink is…

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Vows

I never got the chance to make my own wedding vows. In our Hindu custom of marriage, the wedding vows are always dictated by the Priest himself and most of them are pretty one-sided (*rolls eyes*). So this poem is what my wedding vows would have been like. If ever we begin this Tryst with destiny,…

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