Monday, September 27, 2010

An Ode

This is an ode to the real women of India. The ones who sweat it out on the fields. The ones who keep their family together always. The ones who look beyond themselves every time. I salute you!



The fragrance of the soil in your hands,
You smear it like the sun with drops of rain,
Immense support that your lonely shoulders provide,
Under your shadow they all take a relieved sigh!

With your wooden flute you get the fireplace alive,
And with the hymn you ignite the spirit of life,
Somewhere in the fields your earring tinkers,
The sound of which keep your men going all night.

Soaked in the heat of the day,
Your skin becomes a tad little dark,
Like the last coal which burns just a little,
You provide the warmth to your family at night,
Theres a twinkle in your eyes, like the stars in the sky.

The winds bow down to you Oh! Lady of the house,
The seasons salute you with a smile,
The dust is your make-up,
So what, you are the like rivers that bring life.

It sound like a million shells when you heave,
There is a feather to every sorrow you grieve,
The dark cloud is like the kaajal on your face protecting you,
And you smear it like the sun with drops of rain.


V.V.Vikram

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Square Zero

A piece written by a very close friend.

I lie under two gazes.
Introspections rising out of two kinds of love.
One comes with an insane sort of liberation.
Another that mirrors much of my soul.
But I will choose the security of order,
For how long will I stand on your love?
It's freeing foundation is but quicksand.
Your world but a blackhole draining my soul.

While I love that maddening freedom,
I look on, to walk towards that path of sanity.
I will look at myself the way he does.
I will get used to the way his hand caresses my skin.
I will learn to remember his smell in the place of your's.
I will grow into him, like I did into you.
For isn't much of love but a new habit you learn?

Bid me farewell now.
Let me go seek him; mirror his soul.
Maybe this is how far we were meant to go,
And leave trails of dust behind us
From our star-crossed destiny.

By-
Trinity Unlocked