I wore you, a
tangent
over my eyebrow
circulating my wishes;
but
what temerity
I brewed my forehead
it formed a gully
and
all vertical creases
and horizontal lines on my forehead
frayed
along the dry path
© Tapeshwar Prasad
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Heron of my understanding
Affinity
Giving walks of life
Those larva, that
comes out from the dark damp corner
where, once tears slide down;
give testimony
to aliveness
to an ever present grin, that
not all
has been consumed inside the grave, but
giving walks of life
honoured by time
on a hassle free space
© Tapeshwar Prasad
A distant rider
What is this of my hiding
You are so quixotic about
I am an open air buzz
of flesh flies
over my rotting carrion
You that were once, fleshy
about my body
are the feast of maggots
consuming my whole
Who is there, taking chance
by the nightfall
darker than death
but
A distant rider
by the hoof of a buffalo
© Tapeshwar Prasad
Face to face
Sonata
My seven seeing
could not do
by any layering of sun and the moon.
What you did
Closing your eyes
in an instant
You ripple faith
in abundance
I prattle my wish
in an ocean
of worldly crest and trough
All hearing, lost
in my calling you.
What you gained
by deafness, was
A sonata
© Tapeshwar Prasad
Sadness: A jolly take?
Take sample of sadness
on a glass slide
Pricking
a fearful ‘tree’
And zoom it, on
A microscope
These unseen corpuscles
jostle together
on a transparent slide
What can we say
of inside –
Veins, that
channel our worries
They say
Thickness
is a measure of density
and
Agonize me
to clot my blood,
and of these samples –
A jolly take?
© Tapeshwar Prasad