Snippets from life

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The grey spot

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Two sides

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An address change.

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I don't pray for happiness these days,
it seems like running to kiss a shadow,
like asking for an address from the shores,
it's like the telling the rains to choose, this once.

The mother knew all the while,
yet she never learnt to pickle a bit of love
for herself, maybe she didn't want to.
But I wouldn't wipe the dust off her mirror.
and see her wisdom shatter.

I don't want to be her. I will pray for that.
Maybe I am already her, walking untiring
around the mossy pond of yesterdays.
Waiting for the sacred lotus monster to give
a cold handshake and make me feel smaller.

But now as the frolicky evening breeze
teases my sweaty temples, the chosen
leaves that befriend the soil, crowd
around my feet. I sigh. I pause. I hope.
I ain't my mother I know.

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Pledge

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Locked out

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To be or not to be

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Getting active and popular than me on social media

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I want to pinch some purity
from the white clouds and rub
it on the empty sky in my eyes.
The regal green with the wind
kissed dew tips I wish to drape over
my chest that swells a bit more
everytime, for a kind smile. And
I walk alongside a river,
a conversation I never knew
was sleeping inside me splits open.
I listen to her gurgle, the weight
on my shoulders seem to slowly
slink away. There is a bare tree at
every milestone, rooted in the
weight of wisdom. A koel is
left alone on a tired branch.
It sings. For another spring.
And I knew, the want to belong
was natural.

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