Don’t Look Back

Nervously entering the waters of death
This liminal space, before fully immersing
Into realms unknown, unbreathed, unlived
I dare not look back

While Ganga beckons and palm trees bow
The cool breeze hovers above
Ripples of my presence, disrupted, dismembered, dis-eased
I dare not look back

Rising tides ebb and flow
With each step I wade further on
Deeper into mysteries unknown, unheard, unfelt
I dare not look back

Standing waist high fingertips rest
Where the sky meets the sea
In a place unseen, untouched, unspoilt
I dare not look back

Washing me clean like fresh fallen snow
I shiver, submitting to angels
That glisten above, unrestrained, unshackled, unburdened
I dare not look back
I dare not look back
I dare not look back

Consciousness

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Orphaned

India you have ravished me
You have brought me to nought
Purged me, cleansed me
In the fires of your ghazals
Drifting ecstatically across
The funeral pyres of my heart.

I’ve sat in loneliness long enough
Orphaned from the joys of life
Stealing a grain of your Jaggery
I’ve recovered the sweetness of life
Surrendering to the richness
Of your ancient lands.

Orphaned

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