Remya Sasindran Poems

reaching out
across the cold glass

these images
...

the yellows
reds
and oranges
...

Directions for use:
Pick up the pieces
And place them
Gently
...

centre stage:

'boil pasta,
chop chop,
...

this child is a small one,
just taking in its first gulps of
arid air,
it is only a moment or two
...

Crouched thus,
the cold, tiled floor
has much to offer
the steady drip from the rusty pipe
...

This unwant
is a gray thing.

Heavy,
...

I watch you
with eyes
mesmerized
as you
...