Monday, 8 June 2020

The strawberry















June 8, 2020
The strawberry

orange got lost in red’s passion
and dark hues moved to the shadows
letting the light shine on,
hues of green stayed together
hand in hand as friends of all time,
in harmony they played images
and somewhere the thoughts too
paused, aligned, in harmony;
far away i sit silent, away
while thoughts play and seek harmony

Wednesday, 20 May 2020

Man in the balcony

May 20, 2020


Kaleidoscopic thoughts
Popcorn ecstasies
Streaks and squares
Of thought impressions
His face carries the unspoken
Of another matchbox in a stack

©Sreeja

Monday, 18 May 2020

Reviving the moon

May 18, 2020
Reviving the moon

From the mulch of days and people and events,
From the mulch of love and cheat and hurt
And from under the waters of wakefulness
And sleep and confusion and understanding,

Somehow...

My moon, my heart revives
With sheen and gleam 
Of an undertone smile
Of getting stained 
By something
Untold, unworded 

The syntax and semantics
Of life is so brittle
Only the moon knows
If you are walking 
On the rubble 
or the route of life…
©Sreeja

Friday, 15 May 2020

Mute

May 15, 2020
Mute

Mostly as clouds
Floating shapes
Blurred edges
That's how they come
To the tip of the tongue

The ears sense clearly
The images  falling on
The peripheries, torrential

The clouds on your tongue
You taste them to check
The texture, grossness 
And you swallow them quietly
Eyes hooked on leaves rustling

Streams flow and clouds rain
For there is no other way and
You swallow your words just like that

©Sreeja