I am a daughter of the earth

 

Whale Poetry

 

On Becoming

 Should I become

Driftwood

Or the sea

The shore 

Or the rip tide?

Should I be

The storm

Or the rain

The cloud

Or the wind?

Should I 

Thunder

Or fly

Strike down

Or light up?

Won't you tell me?

Nature is not a metaphor 

For my emotions

For capitalism

For meaning

For poetry

This emptied gulf

This plastic dotted beach

"Inside opening out

Outside opening in"

I am, at once, at once

It's Only 4 Degrees

I wanna see this world, I wanna see it boil
I wanna see this world, I wanna see it boil
It's only four degrees, it's only four degrees
It's only four degrees, it's only four degrees

I wanna hear the dogs crying for water
I wanna see fish go belly-up in the sea
All those lemurs and all those tiny creatures
I wanna see them burn, it's only four degrees

And all those rhinos and all those big mammals
I wanna see them lying, crying in the fields

I wanna see them burn, it's only four degrees
I wanna see them burn, it's only four degrees
I wanna see them burn, it's only four degrees

I wanna burn the sky, I wanna burn the breeze
I wanna see the animals die in the trees

Oh let's go, let's go it's only four degrees
Oh let's go, let's go it's only four degrees
Oh let's go, let's go it's only four degrees
Oh let's go, let's go it's only four degrees

I wanna burn them, I wanna burn them
I wanna burn them

 

Elephant Hauntings 2010-2021

 

Daikaisho

अनोखी

अब जब में डरे बिना 

तुमसे प्यार नहीं कर पाती 

क्या में अनोखी हूँ ?

तुम्हारे तूफानी आंसू हर रात 

में अपने हातोंसे मिटाती हूँ 

क्या मेरा भाव अनोखा है?

उन्होंने जब मुझे वहां छुआ 

जहां प्रेमी छूते है, मैने सोचा 

क्या यह प्यार अनोखा है?

साल बीत गए है फिर भी 

वह यादें मेरे बदन में गुप्त है 

क्या यह कहानी अनोखी है?

कल में तुम्हारे रागसे अलग होकर 

राह पर मुडकर अपने आपसे पूछूँगी 

क्या मेरी ज़िन्दगी अनोखी है? 

It feels like this...

The Fake

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3KvJXq64K5E

At Qutub Minar

The Fake Empire
Boasting your greatness
For no one
But his, to take and plunder
Your savage rape
Of me, tearing walls.

The Fake Orgasm
At home you know
Behind doors
What takes place?
Your savage rape
Of me, empty heart.

The Fake Heart
Your dark heart
You fill it with dread
As you plunge it within me
Your savage rape
Of me, broken flower.

The Fake Guilt
I am filled with it
Oozing out of my eyes
No one caught them
Your savage rape
Dripping off my face.

The Fake Future
Bleak onwards
They will come lost
Cannot protect from
Your savage rape
Nameless, countless, endless

His forgotten, his lover
Their slave, their disdain,
Your disappointment, your insecurity

His to abuse, his to keep
Theirs to discard, theirs to sin
Yours to save, yours to forgive

You fear
You nothing
You crumbling

When I Grow Up

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4F-CpE73o2M

When I grow up
I want to be a forester
Run through the moss on high heels
That's what I'll do
Throwing out boomerang
Waiting for it to come back to me

When I grow up
I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That's what I'll have
Staring at the seashell
Waiting for it to embrace me

I put my soul in what I do
Last night I drew a funny man
With dark eyes and a hanging tongue
It goes way bad
I never liked a sad look
From someone who wants to be loved by you

I'm very good with plants
When my friends are away
They let me keep the soil moist
On the seventh day I rest
For a minute or two
Then back on my feet and cry for you

You've got cucumbers on your eyes
Too much time spent on nothing
Waiting for a moment to arise
The face in the ceiling
And arms too long
I wait for him to catch me

Waiting for you to embrace me