The Rest Frame
All the things are relative, this is my rest frame.
Justice?
Nov 19, 2023
Is struggle a justification for curruption
Like oppression is for violence?
Is majority enough to make a decision?
Is injustice a just reply to injustice?
Why do innocent civilians suffer
For the shitty steps of government?
Why even children
Who don’t even vote?
Nations: Fancy drawings on maps Religion: Practices of unchallengable laws
God: Answer to something you can’t answer
How is that all of any good
If it leads to the death of fellow humans?
Diwali Poems
Nov 14, 2023
Poem 1: I go out and wander late night
Stand in the amazement of lights.
I clean and decorate my adobe
Rearrange clothes in the wardrobe.
I make cards and posters
Putting Diyas, photos, and figures.
I worship, I dance, I sing
I try every possible thing
To veil the eternal sadness
Because I need to confess
This isn’t home
And this isn’t Diwali. Poem 2 When even some distance relative dies
The Hope
Nov 5, 2023
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Hope is the heaviest weight we carry
Hope is the toughest love to sustain.
Hope is the shiniest bowl in my room
Hope is the most fragile bowl in my room.
Every time it breaks, I sit in the night
By the candlelight
And I patch it with the glue of a poem.
Then I go out in search of stones.
Hope is the most innocent one
It rises and floats and dances
Black the conqueror
Oct 22, 2023
I stand on the hill Watching the sun disappear
Into the darkness. I wait for the moon
To rise from the horizon
And end the darkness. But light doesn’t come And dark clouds take over the sky
Black the conqueror! The hill sounds like Silent cries of dying hope
And the light never comes.
This is a Haiku Chain Poem