Other Women

Today was someone’s last day in our group I saw others go on with their work, After a courteous goodbye. Here I am, feeling how he must’ve felt Watching folks go on about while I, While I am receding in my...

We were blind once. We didn’t speak once. We didn’t know once. Then. Then…? We spoke a lot, First to ourselves, Saying “Is this real?” Then to each other, In whispers. I said I am nothing...

A smile is more real than a kiss Here in Bengaluru my longing amplifies, Becomes anxious. After years and decades of being away Here I am home, away from home. In Bengaluru. Here when folks see me, they long for where I...

You dismissed my words, remember? You kept track of me to swat at a merest chance And months later, You sent me a philosophical missive For that, here is an ordinary poem Read this and delight in your reflection...

There was a time, Two sisters enquired about you. Two brothers joked, Made my face flush. A mother and a father, Anxiously asked for your name But I, I only loved with possession, Groped between your breasts, Pushing...