premji premji Poems

It’s dawn now. The slanting rays of the morning light fall on the window sill. I have to go now, to the world of medicines, drips, ivy’s and blood.
I walked near it…As I put the first foot, I heard the cry of agony which spread over my mind like my ‘dove dress’ spread with blood. I went to my wards…Fifteen rooms…appeared to me as fifteen prisons…with inmates waiting for their destiny…Either to life or to…no... I don’t want to fill it up…

As I pushed the first door, I saw him sleeping…smiling face with his little finger in his mouth…I didn’t want to break a three year olds dream… but my duty is forcing me. I took his finger out from mouth. He started and opened his little eyes…his eyes – without eyebrows and eyelashes – coming to know the cruel reality from sweet unreality. I felt his lips are ready to put his agony out.
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Am I sailing in a sinking boat?
When will I come out of
This octopus hands?
When will I be able to start
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Imagine,
A lone horse
Harnessed to a chariot
For life, with free reins...
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I hate cameras
For they slaughter time
I hate cameras
For they stagnant time
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being a poet,
I walk though the blade edge
separating sanity and insanity.
the most lucid things
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Hunger

1/6/08
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