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emotional sway

wick of predawn succors
as it leisurely
comes
alive…

it gnaws night on tiptoes
anointing with light saber
all shoulders as if “knighting”
sleepy
….

I too repeat
rituals by rote
poring oil inside thirsty lamp of my craving
soul…..

light
sounds now emanate
from backyard crickets, feathereds
are quickening to liveliness
..

today I will
sieve light determinedly
daubing blues with shiny
white-outs
….
heart …one organ
besides pumping blood
is a reservoir of emotions that allows grief
its say.. some days
..
stiff upper lips
can quiver
tremulously weakened by mushy
heart’s sway

picking up
happiness
set aside as “layaway” I shall
gag grief’s heave

letting
it hug
sniffle hand squeeze
then finally leave

image: google

 

 

Face Off ? on?

how do I face
self in mirrored
appearances ?
90% dead ringer
of dear departed
dad, siblings
sighs escape
from parted lips
involuntarily
I share
what makes
me tick
schtick, tickles
of mind, spirit
heart’s cockles
cackling
on daily basis
I awl scalpel ego
crimson persona
obdurate rotund form
continue face-offs
wooing
beloved is ongoing
par for the course
..
never off course
am DNA’ed
thus

numbskull

times
have turned
my heart
into a numbskull
with gaping holes
for chambers
oozing grief
and despair
in slipshod
patterns
..
My head
the escape artist
strolls in green
pastures hanging
loose away from customary
thinker pose as it simply
hurts too much
as palms involuntarily
nudge each other
in mute queries
..
grabbing
my magic wand
in left hand
microscope
in right
I seek
hope’s needle
in apathy’s
mounting
haystacks
..
something
glimmers
through the straws
coming in view
hastily I take a look
to recoil in horror
as myriads
of vacant
eyeballs impale
mine back

Art: Chitra Ganesh

tempo

heart
lungs
accelerate
in tandem
to amped
up tempos
..

eyes popping
out of sockets
startled limbs
seek purchases
unused to raised
beats
..
when did
leisurely
saunters
become passé
well worn body
querulously queries ?

you, me, us

we wear
us as one
togetherness….
in our individual
uniqueness

you bring unstated
love to our table
I ..my headlong
gushes warmly
gurgling, uber tactile

thus we spend
our sunset years
feet dangling
at eternity’s ledge
when at rest

two vagabonds
full of restlessness
in soul, unbridled
curiosity to world
at large rove

bitten by cabin fever
more times than not
we psyche our beaten
bones to “man up”
ready, steady go!

thus we neither bide
time nor grim reaper
thumbing our noses
at both, tweaking
theirs instead….

love is love
it dons shape
per individual
forms..our moulds
were possibly thrown!

we wear
us as one
togetherness..
in our individual
uniqueness
..

 

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