Let It Go
Silent gaze of paper deities
from the little temple
in a corner in bedroom
fills me with hope:
anything may happen anytime
despite uncertainty
unending jealousy
or tragedy in life
I look for grace within
contemplating the unsaid
in the rhymes of rogues and heroes
I’m not afraid of
the body in crumbled soil
there’s always another chance
to re-form my own present
re-write another half-page
in drunken oblivion
God is going to let it go
Noises
I can't hear my self
their noises erase my world
choices are denied-
questions of being wound me
courage and strength fade away
they mute my voice
distract us from the truth
crowns change with the wind
and they play chess with our lives
they feed us dust and potions
in their new temples
arouse their magic deities
make us yell loud
and hang us upside down
Ten Haiku
ageing youth
without smoke flame of fire
blended scotch
roars loudly
night and light fracture in glass:
end of a haiku
sunflowers ring
teenagers ChatGPT
Sapphic know-how
her décolleté blouse
and see-through saree—
curve’s vanity
clad in white
peaks behind peaks—
Everest within
sweet perfume
untainted flower
evening lust
a curled snake
with fangs ready to poison
love’s narrow passage
sky’s canvas-
disfigures in no time
my funny face
season’s last rain-
still await yellowing of
mangoes on tree
he sleep-babbles
let’s become earth and sky:
five-decade love
Published in Vol 6, Issue 1
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