When I woke up, I was still holding your face in my hands The bristles of your beard scraped the skin of my palm But you are not there. I wish relationships were like clothes We could soak the stains in Ala And Surf,…
I sift through the dust and wander through the cobweb places of my childhood. There are echoes of giggles and guffaws In the sound and the silence, all faraway I’ve wandered too far Will I be able to find me again? I hold today A…
Streaming Purposefully, in a hurry Bright In tune with the wind. Reflective Water encased air Holding inside itself The colours of the rainbow. Would you speed by, Wouldn’t you pause? If you knew that In a heartbeat You wouldn’t be you Merged with the air…
What will it mean if I don’t remember you? Because I don’t Most days go in a flurry Some days I remember you only in relief That I don’t need that scab any more. And there are days when I ache And want to reach…
Skin burning, eyelids leaden. Hot air. Hot air in, hot air out. Exhale. Searing the skin of my nostrils. When you breath in fire One cannot but breathe out fire. The whirrr of the fan. Cooked air circulating. In the swirl of heat My eyes…
Tiny, invisible in light Persistent Its your persistence that leaves me astonished Female Always the aggressor, always female Resilient Resilient to any attack Fertile, Fervent Hungry. Unwelcome You couldn’t care less Intoxicated as you are By the hunger for survival. Motherfuckingbloodsuckers. (A verse on mosquitoes.)…
Is this you? Are these your eyes? The thin hands gripping the swing Could those be the ones that hold my hand? Those eyes looking up Smiling And not-so-smiley watchful. That dress. In this failed memory of mine It’s the only snitch that make a…
ENDLESS DREAM I have this dream, a recurring dream. Of an unlit sprawling place… a house. Its windows are alive They look at you like eyes Unseeing, cold, insurmountable space. This house is in a maidan The maidan has a gate. Im standing outside sometimes……
Sometimes i wish i were an illustrator. One image to capture the clutter of words, the waterfall of emotions that cascade with a gesture or an accent or the sight of a person. I’m hunting in my head for the right set of words, that…
I love that you fwd my WhatsApp messages To your inbox Because you want to read every word i say Every forward i send Carefully Like the raindrops I collected From the grills of my window After the rains were over. Every drop is the…
