When your fingers dug into my shoulder blades, Somehow I thought this could be a life. The bonsai in the verandah has grown, love; It’s been more than a year, and That afternoon was never going to end, From my name reaching your lips as a moan, To a muted television presenter standing witness As …
Journey to Comedy
Too often I stumble. Too often a helix hangs heavily in the air I breathe. Yesterday I was two cloves of crushed garlic. Two days ago on the perpetual snowline I stood. Today I am a shriveled beetle or The beaten snake is me. Now and then I stand with an unlit candle. Without …
যদিও লুকিয়েছো
ভরা রৌদ্রোরে লাখো জনতার ভীড়ে তুমি এসেছো মুক্ত হয়ে সবারে ম্মৃতি ভর করে, অন্তিমযাত্রায়ও ভুলেনি কেহ্ তোমায় আপন স্বজন হারানোর বেদনা যেমন তেমনি লেগেছিল মনে, ভেবে এসেছিল জানাযায়, ছিলে সবে ক্রন্দনে। দেখিলে তুমি অবাক হতে ! করিয়াছে তোমার লাগি শোক রেখে গেলে কর্মে প্রমান,তোমার আছে বিশ্বলোক। ভুলিবে না কেহ্ যদিও লুকিয়েছো তোমার দেহ রক্তের বাঁধনও …
The Revolution, it’s Cinema and Potemkin
Eisenstein’s ‘Battleship Potemkin’ was not about 1917 but, in the film, the director unleashed upon the screen the possibilities the year’s cataclysmic events had allowed artists from all walks of life to imagine. The depicted mutiny by the crew of the vessel was part of the wave of insurrectionary activity sweeping across the Russian Empire …
Cremated Remains
I am, The upside-down carcass of everything You loved and desired, But now you look at me with such disdain. Dead and rotten, Twisted and hung On display-for you to see. I am, The cremated remains of the happiness We’d forgotten, that still floats around in the air. If you breathe in, You might still …
Ambrosia
Someone once told me to take this tragedy inside me and to turn it into art; to paint the walls with my broken heart. So I picked up my palette of mistakes, of strewn bed-sheets & of hands-held and I prayed to a god I did not believe in, for an ending to a story …