Every Bit

26th July '12

Every bit of  joy I had within me

        flowed out in tears

                       drop by drop..

And you ask me to smile?

Every bit of life in me

          walked out of my life

                     one step at a time..

And you ask me to live?

Every bit of me

          got burned up in smoke

                    and ash scattered all over

And you ask me to be me, again?

Insomnia

26^th July ’12 : wee hours of the morning

Insomnia too strong,

The effect to deep.

Where have the dreams gone?

The nightmares too, dread light.

Ah! For the deep slumber

If it comes

it may

give relief..

even if

only

temporarily.

Return

1st July '12

The nightmare returns
     strikes me hard
                    I'm an invalid now.

Nothing matters now
     Nothing seeps through
                    gets through me.

Someone else fired the missiles
          and I became a casualty.

Everything's unsound
     the mind's undependable
          is like the time machine
               senile, unaware
                    living in different zones
                         in different moods
                              with deficient emotions. 

Kashmir

23rd June '12

To calm
To serene
To the stopping of time..

To laughter 'n' oddness
comfortable, yet not totally there yet..
the journey's begun
will see the end of it too..

To chaos
that erupted from within
the one that's not stilled yet.

Being 'n' Believing

June'12

monoprints, ink

oil pastels, water colours, dry pastels (incomplete)

ink on acrylic

Holding it

June '12

ink, paper-mache, acrylic

Goddess Project: collage

paper play with ink and water

Reflection

June '12

dry pastels, ink

oil

texture, oil, ink

ink, glass colours

Burning Hope

June '12

texture, ink, acrylic

pen

sand, texture, ink (incomplete piece)

sand, ink, heat with collage

ink, oil colours

Excerpts from the lash

10th June '12



My heart is missing
and I cannot breathe
I'm living, not dead yet.
why me? why you? why us?
I ask myself, you and the darkness
no answers yet. no light yet.
I'm zigzagging through the world, the tasks
while I'm shattering into pieces.
I'm trying to hold myself together
but the pieces are lost.
I wonder again. Am I sure? Could this be me? Alive.
I pinch myself, I bite myself, I feel it.
I must be living.
Then how come I feel like dead?


sunshine
morning sunshine
happy sunshine
sunshine showers
sunshine yellow
rainbow sunshine
lovely sunshine
lifegiving sunshine
too much sunshine
warm sunshine
sunshine, too hot
I'm burning sunshine
ashes full of sunshine


Something is moving inside me.
Something, Someone is there
Otherwise how could I have handled it till now?
Something is alive, which is helping me function,
Write, do things, talk.
'Hello, Something Someone inside me
Please take over, completely
I can't carry on
Please.'