Poems by Devjani Bodepudi

 

 In the night of your cocoon

There is a thread,

Which ties me to you.

Invisible, woven flecks of stardust;

A twinned twine of intangibility and fear.

Ancient yet alive.

In the night of your cocoon,

Filled with glowing, crimson stars,

Before even formcould bind you,

I sang you a song;

A primal hum, sans utterance.

I sang of a bond, a vow to keep.

A bond formed of bone and sinew and blood,

Red like the heart that keeps time.

There is a thread,

Which ties me to you,

Invisible, woven flecks of stardust.

whim

Whim

On a whim,

The whim to pen

My self,

My form,

The whim to speak,

To be heard and seen,

As I was meant to be.

Every part of me, a word.

My tongue; heavy flicks of curses and croons,

All words.

My finger-tip tap; as light as light,

On your lower lip,

A word,

The shaken-loose skeins of soul,

Which stroke your skin,

All words.

Words to be eaten,

Tasted, savoured, swallowed.

But don’t let a single syllable slip,

For then I shall be lost,

My meaning will escape and the

Whim will be for nought.



“Speak English!' said the Eaglet. 'I don't know the meaning of half those long words, and I don't believe you do either!” ― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland.. Devjani believes in simplicity and just telling it how it is.

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