15 Apr 2022

Vishu: The Harvest Festival



 Vishu is a festival that evokes 

Memories from the childhood 

During the school holidays 

While I stayed at my Uncle's home

We used to collect golden shower flowers 

To place in front of a picture of Lord Krishna 

Along with rice, fruits, coconut, jasmine flowers 

and other auspicious items at night 

That is believed to make lord pleased 

In the morning, Aunt used to wake me up

And keep my eyes closed to take me to the

room to show the first view of Krishna and other 

Auspicious items for praying for a good year ahead

Then Uncle and Aunt gave coins as part of the elders

Giving younger ones the money for a prosperous year ahead

I and cousins used to go to my relatives' and neighbours houses

To collect coins as part of the custom and we used to save them

It used to be our pocket money for the year as kids 

The  scrumptious meal and dessert payasam 

Those images are still memorable 

It is hard to get golden shower flowers now 

And it's been a while since I celebrated Vishu 

I felt like a kid when my Mum's friend gave me 

coin and a currency note along with milk today

Wishing me a prosperous year ahead 

I felt like I saw Lord Krishna in her

My Mum too gave money like every year

I remember giving coins to the kids in the alley 

On a Vishu, when I was in Pune 

Their happiness was pure bliss 

The farmers that harvest rice, fruits and 

vegetables are the real heroes of this festival 



Images from Dreams Time and Alamy


14 Apr 2022

A Fireplace Romance

 


A winter night at your place
When the snow is falling like rain
Let's become shenanigans of love
Beneath the disordered clocks
Finding the warmth in
A bed of roses for fireplace fantasies
And for decadent dreams in silence
Two glasses of red wine awaiting
With slow music to set the mood for the night
You're the star of the night in red attire
While we face the sprawling fire
Like the orange clouds during a sunset
I will read your favourite books aloud
While you lay on my chest, listening
Be kind with your touches and kisses
I will be gentle with my playful hands
I want to be the sculptor finishing
The curves of your body with my touches
It's the night I've been waiting for a while
To be in your arms and forget the world
Let's share the venom of our last first kiss
On your peach lips with passion
Lead me for kisses all over you
Let's make love for one last time
Let's play all your fantasies until we last
And our thirst for lust gets quenched
Let's seal the moment in our hearts
We don't know if we will ever see a fireplace
Again together!



13 Apr 2022

A Blue Lake of Love

A blue lake of love 
Looks surreal with green backdrop 
The thistle flowers dance with wind 
While flora find the vibes of romance
Let's sail our boat of crush and flirt 
And see how far we can go with wind
I'll try to win your heart, you try to stop
I'll lose in your eyes, you try to evade it 
I'll steal your smiles, you try blankface
I'll glorify your beauty, you try not to fall
You don't have to try anything for me 
I've already fallen in dreams about you 
We can send our poetries into the sky 
Let the wind take them to new shores
While you decide the fate of our future

This poem is based on word prompts from #inkMine. Image from Unsplash.

12 Apr 2022

Characterization

 


Eight years of a regime 

Ruined every social fabric of a nation

Destroying the pillars of a nation 

With a brute majority in electoral democracy

The opposition voices are stifled with the 

Overreaching arms of the government

A witch-hunting of epic proportions 

Even the courts play fiddle to the government

The compromised media give characterisations

To the rebel voices in favour of the government 

Those new media are characterized as Godi media

The social media cell of the ruling party target 

rebel voices with false narration and maligning campaigns 

The female rebel voices get rape threats and character assassination

The voices that question the government are characterized as 

anti-nationals, Urban Naxals, and  tukde-tukde gang 

The journalists who report against the government 

Lose their jobs and they get haunted by fictitious charges

Even court interventions don't give enough relief 

Social activists who work for the rights of the people

They are characterized as villains and they are jailed

With sedition charges that make it difficult to get bail

The tribals are stripped of right over their lands 

Haunted by armed forces and characterized as maoists 

Rationalists were shot dead for campaigning against 

the superstitions and other blind faiths that affect people

The NGOs that work among the poor are characterized as 

money launderers and they lost their right to get foreign funds

Amnesty International is banned in my country and you can

Imagine the plight of the right activists right now 

Many RTI activists have been killed or face a threat

Kashmiries were stripped of their privileges and oppressed  

They're characterized as Pakistani sympathizers  

Things related to Muslims are characterized as jihad, 

ranging from love jihad, UPSC jihad to Halal Jihad

There are hundreds of Muslims living in detention centres

characterized as illegal migrants by the government  

Not to mention the characterization of them as beef eaters

And being lynched in the name of possessing beef or for being Muslims

The students who protested against the citizenship bill were 

beaten up ruthlessly and got jailed on serious charges

The farmers who fought against farm laws were 

characterized as Khalistani supporters  until they won 

Hundreds of youth were beaten up for seeking jobs 

Criminals wearing saffron are characterized as patriots 

My own brethren were compared as Somalians by the premier 

The government characterises political opponents as economic offenders

The followers of an ideology that stayed away from the freedom struggle 

Characterizes themselves as the nationalists and they try to impose 

Their beliefs on the large population from different cultural heritage 

The vegetarians who support the government are trying to impose 

Vegetarianism on meat-eaters with the characterization of sinners

There is a characterization of Hindi as a national language

Though it is only an official language and there is the imposition

of Hindi on non-Hindi speaking states through government policies 

The characterization of Dalits as people of lower strata 

They face atrocities in the form of rape and octraisation 

Now there is an us versus them narrative from the government 

Letting real economic offenders escape from the country 

And stop the people who can speak against them from visiting 

Other countries 



This poem is based on a monthly journal prompt from #anneapart. *tukde- pieces or splintering *jihad-the spiritual struggle within oneself against sin. *Godi- lap. This poem has a political tone as I am not oblivious to what I see in my country. Image from iStock. Thank you :) 

11 Apr 2022

Another Life?


 

The tales of second life 

With impeccable memory of the past 

Often get the curious media coverage 

I wonder if it is a mental ability to know 

About the life of another person in detail

Is it a sheer coincidence of guess getting a match?

Many a day I tried to recollect my past life

Imagined me in different eras and countries

I think  I never had a previous life

I do not think I will have another life 

I never tried the virtual second life 

Nor I will try the metaverse 

If I have another life 

I would love to be a nomad 

I would love to travel and write 

The stories that are beyond me now

I hope I won't go through another love

I hope I won't go through another breakup 

I want to be a wanderer in search of glimpses 

Of  the sceneries that are surreal in the world 

And experience the life of being a human  in that modern era 

But I fear, I might end up in a colony on Mars or some other planet 

As a cyborg, clone, zombie, humanoid, or unknown species of that era

With artificial intelligence, life-enabling gadgets  self-healing and regeneration 

Living among sceneries and experiences beyond my imagination right now 

May be amidst a war with the aliens or the evolved human species'

Without ever experiencing the natural wonders that our earth offer 


This poem is a continuation of the thoughts about life, death, and life after death related to my recent poems in this blog.  Image from Unsplash. Thank you :)  The previous poems in this series are My Final Day On Earth and  What After The Death  .