sreelekha premjit Poems

Angel dear
sit by my side
hold my hand
kiss my eyes
...

We donot see
what we see
even as we see
...

i have had my due
of poets and poetry
that maddening addictive
occupying the space of my mind
...

The knowledge of
not knowing
is what
keeps me going.
...

a shade too dark to be fair
a shade too fair to be dark-skinned
they found it a bit difficult to label her.
...

Its what I like the best about my home
the endless repetition of acts
the washing of the spoon,
cleaning the kitchen.
...

I have seen you up close
over and again
many times over
...

A dry soundless scream is stiffled
nails sink in and head shakes violently

hair is strewn and swollen breasts heave
...

When death came calling
she found me snoring

having found me thus
...