June 4, 2010
Distributaries of a distant stream
the veins of a small delta dance
in the silence of eternal waves.
monsoon breeze, useless guns,
‘दोस्ती’ of dualities.
Uncryptic unuttered words, arguments,
moments of responsible hesitation,
fresh smell of gentle dawn.
A beautiful flower, an anxious pollen.
Wings that are never to be withdrawn,
but to be lost and liberated
in the winds like infancy.