The sins of the mother, come down to her son,
But how long should we blame her for what he’s become?
One year of marriage – a journey together,
That year during which we learn more about each other.
Two years to bend, and to meet in the middle,
Three to feel the need to forge new ideas and new traditions.
Continue reading 5 Years A Victim
I had a really lovely time at a workshop on ‘Found’ Poetry this December. The workshop was conducted by Ankita Shah, co-founder of The Poetry Club, at G5A, Mumbai.
We worked on two different kinds of found poetry – Blackout Poetry and Cento Poetry.
It was a lot of fun! Interesting to see how different the poems of each participant were.
The workshop started with an explanation on found poetry, and how we were to work on our poems. And then, we got started with our assignments.
Here’s the poems I wrote at the workshop, with a brief note on each exercise. Continue reading Learning to write ‘Found’ Poetry
A poem about forgiveness and a skill that is needed to form long-lasting relationships amid human failings.
Forgive and forget, that’s what they say,
So you can be a fool for them on yet another day. Continue reading Teach them
Lets light a fire that burns up hate
Let it burn strong before it’s too late.
Hold onto change even if it’s small,
Keep the flame burning high – it might someday help us all. Continue reading Light A Fire That Burns Up Hate
Stand up and fight for what is right,
With words imperfect, but a heart that’s alright.
Be the flame that sheds light – alive and strong,
When society wants a display of money, or when you see something wrong. Continue reading Stand up and fight for what is right
Do you ever,
Leave your house without your phone,
Call up somebody who lives alone?
Feel grateful for the friend who was there through the sad,
Let your maid have a day off when her back is bad?
Continue reading Do you ever?
Please pray for our leaders to walk in the light,
Whether they do on their own, or because they’re forced to – either is alright.
Pray for us all, that we can be the pressure,
That we hold on to our values, and let honesty be our measure. Continue reading Dear India, Please pray.