In

We rock, then,
At bailing out.

The deep disgust
The niggling doubt

A muffled yell
The desperate shout

In the throes of
A burning rout.

When trouble comes
We use our clout

And never heeding
The humble devout

We loudly proceed
To extinguish the bout

Thus soon we've again
With flair pulled out

On those we love
We have bailed out.



Saturday, January 8, 2010

Divination

Search not through the tomes most borrowed

Or the volumes thumbed through by the throngs

The secrets of the perfectmost lie here hidden

While their perfections are known by all.

Ignore pointedly the voices of the millions

And the advisors recommended by the crowds

The places they will take you are inhabitable

Where inglorious livings are begot.

And look, a glimmer from the chorus is showing

A shout from the pastures is heard

Unnoticed, unloved, unattended

Appear those veracities foretold.

For it is a day for the herds to be sighing

A year of inevitabilities to rise uncrushed

And a culinarily curious coupling glows unabated

Shining with beauties wondrous and bold.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Fatal Fantasies

Fancifully we trudge through mires

In the fantastical hopes,

Also the fervent

Or the fetching,

Of traversing the bog to find

Firm ground.

Fenced-off though

Remain the facades,

And frontiers

Neither welcome nor forgive.

As we follow through

Farther and farther

Into the frenzy,

Those faces darken.

Foe or friend

Friend and foe—

Differences fade

For fatalities pile up.

That which we forgot

We forcibly learn,

What we favoured

We know to forego.

Frantically we search

Then feverish proceed

Attempting to fulfil causes,

To which we once, foolishly,

Pledged our futures.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Desiccated

She was not in the cradle of her yesterday

Not in the rocking chair of the present,

Having taken her troubles to a balmy field

She collapsed, at the end.

Not here in the darkened boughs of dawn

Did the transports of the tomorrow enliven her,

And the restless musings of the then and the now

Were all too far away in the stillness.

Amidst the blowing draughts, she sighed

And waited for a moment with the shadows,

Then as a leaf fell to the earth and settled

She left, stealing all away.

The lighted home from whence she had fled

Dared not miss her for a moment,

While the abode she might have soon arrived at

Would not be watching for her footsteps.

For, just like the fog that had enveloped

The environs of her departure

She brought forth only a touch of mild moisture

That would always, and ever, be unfelt in the sunlight.

Friday, March 19, 2010

Till the Hour

In the glorious blur

The sounds muffled

Are not,

Thoughts run one into another unceasing unstopping

And the throbbing is

Palpable and crude,

Empty creases abound

Their wholeness needed

And yet unfilled

Remain,

The left and the right

Look both the very same,

Other vestiges

Come back to trouble

Or to comfort

But who can tell the difference,

For, stealing a heartbeat

And a smile or a tear

The ongoing merges and cleaves,

While the gnawing

Cannot be satiated

Or even so

Not with its most sublime,

And in this form

All clarity is and is not there.

But then

In the middle

Of the lattermost

Those forces regroup

Fervently raise their wishes

And search, ask, want anew for more.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Looking

Sterile, humdrum

The drone of those bees

Lulls me into a stupor

As they

Harass the scented petals

Not letting me touch

The seductive blooms.

But I do

Want to reach.

So let me

And sedate

Me not.

Still they persist

In their one activity

Sometimes darting

At me

Annoying, arousing.

My patience wanes

I am parched

And desperate.

So I look.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Through

Dedicated to Mafaz Mohideen, who helps me find and re-find myself

Surrender

The far-reaching glances

Abandon

The want of there

Envelop,

The sweet traces

And look

At a desire untold.

The dew collects

In

The meadows.

And the shimmer

It distracts

From secrets that

Lie still

Out

Of reach.

But linger

Just a while.

Gaze through the twilight

Approaching.

Love in the midst

Unstopping

And hold

That which you foraged

And found.

It will all rise

To the moment of a traversing

That which is yours

Shall be

Clear even

In

The dark and

Out

Beyond the rushes.

So stay for a moment

Fight for an eternity

And come.

Sunday, January 9, 2010