Saturday, July 29, 2017


The night creeps under the skin
Limbs stiff, eyes wide awake
As the day dawns and alarms blare
The prisoners arise to face another day

The scramble begins from house to house
The screaming, the jostling, the angry shouts
Half eaten plates,  half made beds
Empty homes waiting for the night

Hordes and hordes of hopes and dreams
Of plans and worries, of needs and wants
Neckbands chafing against the raw skin
Achy feet stuffed in high, high heels

Pretensions and schemes, defeats and triumphs
Each day continues in a battle after battle
Some lay dying, others are wounded
Bitter, bitter hearts live for another day

A day when there'd be freedom
A day when there'd be life
A day when fulfillment can be
Savored with delight

But the day will never come
For the nests will forever be empty
The little birds who seek to smile
Would have flown away forever

The prisoners will then
Have  count their own wrinkles
The joy of the triumph, the ache of defeats
Will fade away as do their eyes

Arundhati (July 29 2017)

Monday, May 15, 2017


I will stay and I will burn
Even as the heat
Chokes my lungs
Stings my eyes
Scorches my skin with its fiery whip
I will not struggle
I will not complain
I will just stay and accept the blaze
I will stay and I will burn

Let it come, let it come and have at it
For it will find no fight behind these doors
There will be no cries, no wailing for mercy
Neither a queer pleasure in pain
If come it must, it must see a stoic face
A clear mind and no regrets

Understand this before you balk
Life is burning and burning is living
Burning for pleasure, burning for pain
Burning for love, burning in lust
Burning in desire, burning in fulfillment
Burning in action and burning in regret

Each of us burns and burn we do
Even as we cringe and cry and complain
Even when we bask in glory and fame
For one day we fear it shall slip again
As we get flung in the abyss of pain

Up and down, up and down we go
Being dipped over and over in this scalding river
As the ferris wheel turns and turns again
And life becomes a game of pleasure and pain

What for the fear and why the complaint
When you can just own and accept your pain
Face it in full with your back straight
And let it just burn right in your face
It will just burn and burn itself out
With it, it will take your regrets and doubts
You will then shine and wear your scars
With a warrior's pride in a warrior's heart

Monday, September 14, 2015


My eyes, now and then, turn towards the door
Hoping you will be standing there
My head knows you wont be
And my heart wishes otherwise

And what are we really?
Not lovers,  no we can't be!
Not friends, for time for friendship is past
Not of relation of the blood, for that never was

This unexplained bond of the souls
So much at ease when with each other
Seemingly indifferent when farther apart
Yet, invariably, bound across distances and time

One day, at a lark, I tugged at that thread
And you took time but pulled from the other end
Our eyes met, our souls connected
And a glimmer of joy lit up life's humdrum

Somewhere we knew it won't last
The cocoon of our lives was too hard to break
And we hung against different trees
Waiting for our respective liberation

Yet there is a modicum of regret
The end came too soon, abruptly and sharp
Perhaps we could've lingered just a little longer
Perhaps we could've peeked into that box

But may be its better that we did not
Some of life's gifts are best left unopened
Perhaps you were scared, just as I was
That we'll be forced to name the unnamed bond

Friday, September 11, 2015


Seized by the dream
I reached out
And you took my hand
With hesitant fingers

Our eyes met briefly
And I admit
There was a sparkle
In the way I smiled

You smiled too
But with dignity
Still bewildered
Struggling to resist

But I bit my lip
And wound my hair
Around my finger
Just the way you liked

Then you melted
And burst into flames
Smothered for so long
In the depths of time

I snapped back
As the heat burned me
Took a sharp breath
And turned away

You were left behind
Yet again
Picking the pieces
Of what you couldn't have

I am just so, so sorry....

Tuesday, August 18, 2015


All around me
Alliances form
And I am alone.. alone

Atoms join atoms
Molecules fuse
But I am inert.. alone

Its always been
What this is like
For me just to be alone.. alone

All my life
I have been running
From being left alone.. alone

But now I am tired
Or maybe just stronger
For I turn around and face... alone

Thursday, July 23, 2015


Wandering through the hallways
Wandering through the roads
Knowing, not knowing
The purpose and the end

Unable to stay unhinged
Unable to be weighed down
Flotsam,  jetsam
Wandering in the sea

Trying to construct
A life, a facade
Complete with dreams
Desires and heartbreaks

Yet feeling emptier
With each passing day
Jagged edges, frayed corners
Joys and sorrows, all pointless

So when the time comes
And the curtains are drawn
The wanderer will still wonder
What was this all about

Wednesday, July 15, 2015


Again, unbidden, your scent appears
And the facade crumbles
And scatters on the sidewalk

As I stare at you in bewilderment
You appear in all your finery
Beautiful, naked, vulnerable and stupid

Waif-like you stand tangible, intangible
And stare at me with the same twinkle
That I tried so hard to wipe from my eyes

This cannot be. What do I do with you?
You, my distant past,
You, my bittersweet memory

Don't you see I cannot,anymore
Embark with you
On that mad excursion?

My wings now clipped, my fins neatly folded
All hint of madness
Erased from my eyes

I shoo you away
And you turn back, wounded
A strange resolve building in your eyes

You wont leave it, will you?
Not until your debt is paid
Well you have to wait, and show up again