• Musings,  Poems

    Forward, forward

    You rub your eyesAnd yelp with gleeAt the images free,There are videos tooGory and new!So forward, forwardAll morning and eveIs it a game or a drug?You just can’t leave! Forward, forwardWhat an amusing game! At level oneYou…

  • Musings,  Poems

    Grey

    Grey As the evening skies Which encircle us. Grey As the smoke billowing Not too far from us. Grey As the glasses Through which Truth turns fuzzy. Grey As the soot Which envelopes Our brittle hearts. Coloured…

  • Musings,  Poems

    Gandhari

    She walked into matrimony Only to discover That she’d been deceived. Married to a man Who was blind. And then she decided To stay blindfolded For life, In empathy. I often wonder If the choice she made…

  • Poems

    Shame

    Ashamed To belong to a nation Where hate is allowed To reign supreme. Ashamed To belong to a nation Whose leaders have feet of clay And insecure hearts, Who are cowardly bullies And instigate hate. Who can’t…

  • Poems

    Burning my bridges

    Gulp down that poison Close your eyes. Shut your ears. Feel nothing. Ignore this. Don’t react. Be human again. Find your voice. Speak up. Protest. Question. Respond. You are intolerant. The bitterness bursts And falls over the…

  • Musings,  Poems

    The desert and the oasis

    In the distance, She can hear The sound of the hoofs. The dust clouds billow She can no longer see. The sky turns grey As the dust spirals upwards. “I think I saw A man with a…

  • Poems

    Lonely silences

    Stories Which needed to be Purged from my system To diminish the poison Which flows within, Lie unsaid— Frantically seeking A patient ear. Glances Heavy with meaning That went unread— Unload the weight of their tears In…

  • Poems

    Shutters

    Invisible shutters Clamp down Over my speech Over my thoughts Over my heart. And they profess to do it Out of their love of me. But their gilded cage Doesn’t appeal to me. Fly I will- For…

  • Poems

    Missing colours

    On some days Life’s brush strokes leave A kaleidoscope of colour. And yet there is That uncoloured space Which keeps me awake at night. On some days I feel Thrown out Of your masterpiece. On others, I…

  • Poems

    Slaves

    Beneath the grandeur Of the Taj Mahal Lie buried The chopped thumbs Of artisans— Unsung and forgotten. These modern day emperors Build empires Trampling over the Bones, sweat and tears Of their new found slaves. The story…