Loss

A huge shadow of grief
on the horizon of loss
envelops the pain
of collective deprivation
hearts crushed
bodies wounded
words meaningless
yet potent like poison
better unspoken and unread

Migrants

Sleepless dreams
barefooted anger
hands to mouth life
that you tore apart
Hapless and clueless
dying questions on the lips
churn in the stomach
clammy palms
up in a prayer

Being normal

Conformity is a major building block of the giant superstructure of Normal. Normal keeps the engines of the human structures of society, culture and politics, oiled and running. Those who stick their necks out and decide to create their own path and walk or even better, sprint on it, are not ‘normal’. On the other hand, conformity is the way to go for the most because it ensures survival. The jagged edges of exceptional do not bruise their inner child, who is scared as it is. Fear ensures conformity and courage challenges it. Courage leads to extreme successes and failures and many times failures are the stepping stones for success and vice- versa. Success is like walking a rope above the ocean of conformity. This is so because, success thrives on exceptions and challenges. Success needs its own path. Do you still want to be normal?

Just weird

Tied around

is the sash of weird

threatening to become

the veil of weird

why women

you are just weird

Din

In the constant clamour

and the din,

the voices of reason are stifled.

The helpless voices on the periphery

can’t even reach

the windows of their homes.