Melodramatica
When my face betrays What my heart feels- Or when the ink spilled from my pen Scribbles the story of my pain I am labelled melodramatic. Likened to the vulgar and the coarse And who knows, maybe…
The Dance of Fate
I saw Fate dance today. She lifted her skirts a little Stood tiptoe And twirled across my canvas. A canvas I had kept secure since long And yearned to paint With my imagination. But she arrived unannounced…
Degrees of separation
They choose to walk away from my life And I learn that game of masquerade- Pretend their absence doesn’t affect me. How do I explain the insomnia And your constant presence In all my dreams? I wonder…
Diwali without you
Lights bright and festive On the outside. Noise Crackers Fragrances wafting out of kitchens. Colourful motifs abound There is celebration everywhere. The inside is Quiet Calm Searching for answers. For a change It isn’t dark- Just reflective.…
A spinner of dreams
I want to be remembered As the spinner of dreams. Not fancy fairytales Or webs of untruth But of dreams which come alive. And I often imagine myself Sitting at a charkha Spinning and singing away. And…
The brew and my spell
In the shiny cauldron Of my dreams I brew a golden fantasy- Where love conquers all Where doubts don’t distance us. Don’t come into my life To ruin it all. Don’t break my magic spell. –Anshu,…
Balancing act
When you laughed me off today The mere pebbles that you hurled Came hurtling my way Disguised as heavy boulders. And then it dawned- How much Of an emotional crutch You were to me. I’ve been doing…
