Heart (An old poem from 2014)

Alter of the soul Keeper of all flames Corpus to the elusive Conquistador of kismet Compass to the nonsensical Contraceptive to falling Occasional confessional Percussion instrument Stentorian orator Instinctive thespian Spartacus to love Beneath this assortment Of split personalities Lies the chambers of man Haunted by god Consumed by fear Muted by disease and age…

To Abdul Kalam

‘Dream is not that which you see while sleeping it is something that does not let you sleep” Drumming the heart, chasing the savage dream Is a boy with a pendulum in his heart and a clause in his mind It was like Kipling’s “If”, a resurrection transcending the calvary Or the chateau d’if. And…

Exit Wounds (Soldier and the Tamil Girl)

A proud soldier of the state inside a bunker A canvas about to be painted In shrapnel wounds, blood strokes, Dappled red, turning white to a paler shade. He was telling a story inside the bunker, How the beautiful Tamil girl with a pottu Was a goddess and all he wanted was things to be…