poems – Darpan

Pain

I light candles and lamps,Look joyful as always,But cannot celebrate life,The way I’d like to.Because there’s so much pain,Almost unbearable to watchEverywhere I look. Ignorance is a bliss they say,But what use is ignorance,When that bliss is a lie,When you are nothing but blind,To all that I see.I see so much pain,Millions of people cryingContinue reading “Pain”

Mom sends him food

The state is under lockdown“Help each other”,Everyone saysSo mom is being niceHe’s oldSo mom sends him food. He smiles at us,when we give him food,He plays with my sisterI watch TV when they are playingShe’s only 7I think she also likes himHe seems niceBut he is really oldSo mom sends him food. We walk towardsContinue reading “Mom sends him food”

Godi Bannada Hudugi

A poem inspired by a Wole Soyinka’s poem, “Telephone Conversation” that i had read years ago but it stayed with me

Chai and him

We wake up at 4It’s still dark outsideBut we can hear the birds chirping alreadyHow are they so excited so early in the morning?I wonder. We stay there for sometimeJust breathingNot using our phonesNot arguing about anythingNot being cheesyNot laughingNothing.It’s one of the best moments.I wouldn’t trade this for anything. It’s been a while now.SoContinue reading “Chai and him”

The Lace

Her eyes whispered an evil story, a tale of insanity untold, her blood-stained hands weren’t sorry, for what they had let unfold. A human body lay before her, dead. The room was engulfed by silence. She moved towards the body, inclined her head, no heartbeat, no pulse, no defiance. She smiled as she caressed theContinue reading “The Lace”

Broken

I slipped.Fell hard on the concrete floor.But I had to get up immediatelyI couldn’t stopMy head was throbbing where it was hit.No, not the concrete floor, the bat.The bat had come swinging so fastAnd I had failed to dodge.Too slow.There was blood on my face after it hit me.I froze only for a moment beforeContinue reading “Broken”

I smile

I feel lonely sometimesNot because you aren’t beside meYou are right herePlaying with my hair with your left handabsentmindedly,And with the right hand you are holding your phone,Typing away on itYou tell her how your day wasYou tell her about the cute little dogyou saw on the sidewalkYou tell her how bored you get sometimesAndContinue reading “I smile”

The Journey Begins

You I try writing a poem No rhyme scheme, no pattern Just a blank verse There’s a prompt that I saw on Instagram ‘The day we came out of lockdown’ I start thinking of ideas for it But there’s nothing I’m surprised I used to write a lot before I met you, About the colourfulContinue reading “The Journey Begins”