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GENESIS 1 Sep 2012 | 07:14 pm
Where do poems come from? From azure blue skies and candyfloss clouds, Rolling green fields, And soothing sonatas? From a candlelight dinner, Or a walk in the woods, From being content, Ensconced in l...
GHAZAL 27 Oct 2011 | 05:05 am
Let us go away, you and I, Far away from the spying sky. Here stars and jasmines bloom at night, But blood streams from the sighing sky. Love must waft in like evening breeze, Must burst like rain f...
Cut Off 14 Aug 2011 | 10:55 pm
' As flies to wanton boys, so are we to the gods, they kill us for their sport.' His voice I often lost on the phone- Poor network. Disconnect... Re-dial... Diallling... How would you even know...
On the Ferris Wheel 29 Mar 2011 | 05:38 am
We rise higher and higher, Green canopies ramble beneath us; Wet petals sleep on rainy sidewalks- Windblown lilac dreams gently heaving with teary sighs. Bright lights, bright awnings, Bright nameless...
Translating Love 30 Nov 2010 | 04:37 am
The warmth of your embrace Into which I can melt, Like the red of sunset Bleeding into the gold, The song of the stars Blending with the midnight quiet, Does it need translation, my love? The way my ...
A Try at Translation 29 Nov 2010 | 03:49 am
The song 'Ithaloornnu veena panineer dalangal', from the classic Blessy film 'Thanmathra' (released in 2005) that tells the poignant tale of an Alzheimer's patient, is one of the most beautiful Malay...
At Peacock Lake 25 Aug 2010 | 07:57 pm
The glassy blue of the fallen sky, Creased with myriad ripples That bound forth To the waiting arms of the shore, Like little children to their mothers, Singing of peacocks and wild winds That make th...
AMBIVALENCE 19 Aug 2010 | 12:08 am
Your black is my white, Your blue is my red; The cold knifes through me And lays me dead, In a grave where Love blossoms In bloody trails. You killed me The day you embraced me, Even as an unknown par...
NIGHT 5 Aug 2010 | 06:12 pm
The night speaks In a thousand tongues I cannot discern, Rising above the cries of the crickets- Midnight's minstrels. Pale blue melting around Feathery canopies reaching For a trembling dawn. Muted r...
Fireflies at Night 30 Jun 2010 | 02:18 am
Fairylights strung on the night on invisible wires, Softly flaming winking fires. Stars fallen from the sky, yellow and ripe; Entangled in black leaves on black boughs. A glittering crown adorning t...
