Letter from a Mughal Emperor
Nothing here’s worth a tick. I hid everything except the heads. They respect slaughter. They…
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Nothing here’s worth a tick. I hid everything except the heads. They respect slaughter. They…
The mornings of my courtyard awaken to her yellow cries; she is the wrinkled meaning of…
I take the beatings of memory It lashes me whenever it finds me alone. When the…
“Even one’s own tradition is not one’s birthright; it has to be earned, repossessed.” – A….
Sob! The rain sobs! like the sobbing depressed mind sob by sob it rains. Downpour like…
I collect all my drippings In little wooden bowls of poetry Tears, sweat, ideas Hopes, musings,…
The pines are flying into wooden desires. Some birds like hand-written letters, do not arrive. Long…
(After a Kabir Sumon song) Get your lover to take you away, fly oh fly Get…
Such a long, long walk Through sizzling raindrops on burning tar Such a short distance to…
One there, one here, dreams mixed-up, dreams enjoined; Dreams, two of the same kind, like two-in-one,…