Mercury Love
I remember I gathered some pieces of the broken glasses,Half filled and half empty,Crystal pieces all scattered around,Slipped off the hands while making the lemonade,Never it was meant to be broken,Just it slipped,And spread all over like mercury,Difficult to be groped,The fear of touching it,As it might become blood through thin skin,Poisoned inside,Slow but lethal
We, the women!
You call it resilience?It is a mountain laid on my back,Too heavy to carry,Weakening all my limbs,Bending my shoulders,With aching bones,Yet I wear it as a shield! You call it peace?The muffled voices of abuse,The venom your words poured into my soul,I can’t spit it,Believing it as a potion of love,I mixed it within my
Had you asked me?
Had you asked me for a moon or a star?I must have picked a tiny delicate star,Silver and lustrous,Ordinary but a North StarShowing sign and hopeFor the days to comeUnlike moon, who slows down or pace up,But never remains constant,Only had he asked me?The choice would be simpleReliable and staunchBut not a treacherous moon with
Potion of Life
I had a glass of belief, half filledDiluted with faithSomeone added crushed ice of accuseIt changed its colorThe crystal of the ice swell it with agonyA tablespoon of added loathe turned it purpleLike a newly bleeding woundShrieking in my soulPiercing it hard with sharp toolThe froth of murkiness appeared, as some churned it with prejudiceSome
Lost or Sold?
In the haul of the darkness,She glanced at the mirror across,A blurry vision,unfamiliar sight,The reflection has not taken much change in time,Tinted lips and cheekbones,All glimmering!A fancy fabricated smile lurked darkened the kohl laden eyes,She smiled again,The reflection echoed this time,No further layers could brighten you more!She hastened and disconnected,The analogy between this soul and
Oh my father!
The silver dust sprinkled everywhere,Spread like tiny stars in dark skies,Dancing freely yet unifiedWhat an amazing sight had it been!I preserved this moment in my heart,To cherish till the time we meet again,Oh my father, what a day it would be!When we reunite.. A memory still fresh to me,When you held me tight,The same way
Lost Identities
The sea of humans aroundStrange facesConfused feelingsVaried expressionsAll seems lost and puzzledBuried in their own thoughtsCarrying the baggage on shouldersEach one pacing towards an unknown worldIn the jiggling of neon lightsIn screeching of loud musicWe can’t hear and see what stories they carryJust passive souls passing byAn ocean of deep soulsBewildered and android!
You and Me
Faces and voices, distinct and vividFlashed back like a star lost in darkBeaming a wide loud smileSmelled fragrant and whiteYou only sound and feelRest all picturesque, unimaginable, undesirableMumbled and feebleJust you and me somewhere in deep darkStepping into serenityJust you and me, talking and laughing In darkness, the wind brushes our facesWe fly higher and
Consent
A table filled with heads,Busy, important brains but rusted thoughts,Shoulder to shoulder; acted calm,Deepened in their thoughts of cohesion,Huh! The autonomous doctrine bleed in their veins,Would it run or freeze?To all the acts, they; the naysayers solemnly nodded their heads,All wrapped in denial,Robotic gestures,Miming performance,They toast raised; the consent done,Stamped the fates with caged reins,The
Eid
The cracks of the heart opened!So much is left behind..Some glittery glimpses,Soft shiny joras,Jingle of glass bangles,Red henna palmed,So much laughter,Eyes brimming with joy,New matching heels,Flowers in tall vases,Crisp eidi notes,And a small handbag to put all the blessings in it.. Sweet aroma of sheer khurma,The fragrant biryani,Shallow fried kababs,Packet of chips,Ammi smiling,Babbu’s tight hug,Playing

