THE IGNORED FACE

In the nights waiting for the
alcoholic husband
the language of house lizzard
is learnt

The screen hanging in the opposite house
waves violently in the wind
child's cry and
a male's voice soothing it

In the rainy nights
There are chances ...
(he) could see the face and smile

On rainy nights
having lost the high,
could bring it to home and
ask for hot-chips or anything else

Above the door,
on the wall,
it stares and laughs at her,
the Child in the photograph

He has never
never seen it

ONEDAY

One day I will return
To my village
I will collect the jasmine flowers there and
Make garlands
Then
I will write poems
That I forgot to write on the waves of
Gentle breez

I will forget the moment of my
fall from a moving bus
that painted my face with the tar of the city road
And take bath in the stream
Exhilarating in the southern wind
That paints me with its fragrance

When my doctor no longer calls me
When my granddaughter or her son
Has a companion to tell stories
Then
I will return to my village

A PLACE WITHOUT DARKNESS

If I see darkness
I fear
Anything may be inside it

Unforgettable terror
Intolerable violence
Unthinkable loss
Unforgivable mistake

In every life and
After everyday
Comes  a darknight

Every day
I long for peace
Thinking about the darkness
Of the night

I could never overcome
Darkness
Without prior notice, suddenly,
It surrounds and grips firmly everything mine


Daylight comes,
Ultimately,
I do not know How