Jelly seconds....

There were evenings
that touched
your cheeks
with the nip
in their gait.

There were moments
that nibbled
the wings
of your nose
with
the aroma
of half hungry
coffee cups

There were glances
that scaled
the nape
of your neck,
the giggling lower lip,
the young wrinkle
concealed
by the shadow
of the eyelash,
the conversing fingers,
the laughing silence.

There were promises
ten of them,
of moon lit
nights,
of desert holidays,
of lagoon sundays,
of mountain
worshipping,
some seeking
35 mm screens,
others
the blue blush
of the A4 sheets,
still,
and those
that
created you and
me

as us,
in those million faces
of moon
each nano second
breathing
in the evenings,
the moments,
the glances,
the promises....

my life
yearning
for the life
of a nano second....

GOD's I

I am GOD
revealing in his BODY
thriving on his POWER
to destroy HIMSELF

I am GOD
created in HIS image
as he PRAYS
he births ME


I am GOD
my hands and feet HOLD universe
and in his MIND
I reside

I am GOD
I am SILENT
I am the SIN
I am SILENT

I am the SIN
celebrating my FINAL kill
He lies NAKED
waiting on me to SEDUCE him

I am the SIN
I speak TRUTH
I owe him to GOD
I, SIN
GOD is EDGED out

Sooraj ki umeed..

Ever saw an ice cube, rubbing the Sun's skin?
Your touch....


Baarish ki awaaz
Mein miti ki dhadkan
Har boond par
Sooraj ki umeed
Miti ki khusbhu
Ko pane ki….

Hawa ki bhoori aanken
Aur badalon ke kale kes….
Boondon se tapa badan
Sooraj ki awaaz mein
Aaj nami hai….

My Mentor departs....

And you finally left, Subbudu.....the distance of 65 years between us, just grew little bigger.....


The air, thick with memory
melts to become camphor…
The mentor becomes a body
Set for the final rites
…
The camphor burns the memory
Of his death
He survives beyond the body
That mentored me once…