Mani Laughs as He Talks

and I can hear him

lighting his cigarette

while I wander in

my mind to Five Gardens

in Bombay

and become a bat

hanging from a tree there

there were so many

and I am now one of them

it’s an exciting life

flying in the sky at night

and watching these people

exercise morning

and evening

and folks sitting

on the railings also

watch them

and I see the lovers

angry one moment

and melting in love

the next

like Panchamma

who laughs and cries

so easily

and Mani laughs again

and I’m back in Kumily

as he sings a line

of song

and I listen to my

neighbours chatter

about this and that matter.

When a Line of Poetry

comes to your mind

it makes the world

magical

if you want it red

and yellow

then so will it be

if you want

sparkling seas in silver

and trees with fruit

hanging under the moon

then so will it be

but it can also

suddenly turn

into a nightmare

and you might

find yourself

bleeding to death

shrieks and cries

all around you

and the sound

of the universe

unrolling itself

winding up

contracting to a dot

and disappearing.

So Much One has to Bear

so much pain

disorienting the brain

disappointment drags

your face on the Earth

your body your limbs

worthless

your words zilch

nothing matters

and you taste

the indifferent world

on your tongue

and you are in shock

your heart breaks

and when you look

out of your eyes

life cries begging

for everything

to be over

and you lose

your breath

speechless

you curl

like a worm

while evil hands

squeeze

the sky’s neck

killing everything

there is

blood flowing

from your mouth.

The Darkness Is An Open Palm

that catches you

like a fly

your helplessness

is your beating heart

pounding in your chest

and your cries make

your lungs burst

and your breath goes

and you die

but before that

there was life

and light

the universe was open

and you thought

it was paradise

the gardens the seas

and your heart

turned to waves

of so much joy

you became a bird

and flew away

but now you are dead

and you will always stay

this way.

And My Neighbours

are laughing

as they talk to this baby

and the baby

is imitating their sounds

and the birds chirp

in the golden sunshine

as I type this with a smile

on my face

and think how the forest

holds us in its palm

and suddenly the baby cries

and stops at once

and there is silence

like there is nothing

and we are all enjoying this

it is our quiet communion

with the cosmos and the baby too

knows this before it’s she

who first bursts out in joy

aaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy

she shouts happily

and all of us have been

fully wakened

and the cock crows

and this world I have known

for 47 years

says hello.