Remya Sasindran Poems

Red,
you had said

Red!
...

come, let’s run wild
amongst the barren trees
and grainy wind
...

the mind lingers
on these sordid images:
fingers, legs, lips
intertwined,
...

Listen
I’ve got a story
to tell you
...

a lot more than
heavy drops
quenched soil
distant rumble
...

It’s still too early

The sun hasn’t set
On the marks of our love
...

come,
help me rub out
my teary eyes,
so that you can
...

the headache
of too much
sleep
is a dot
...

It was in choked,
hushed whispers
that they told our story,
assuming (very bravely)
...