Poems
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To Be Free
To be able to speak one’s mind. ‘No!’ ‘I don’t agree.’ ‘I don’t like that.’ ‘No, I won’t!’ To be without excuses without explanations without apologies. Is that what it means to be free? To be able to express rage, in words that say just what they mean. And then… move on. No pent-up emotions Continue reading
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Morning Walk
I know we have not met. But I know you. Head held high, airpods in, Gap tracks on, arms swinging. Walking. Walking resolutely every day. Every day, before you reach the metro station we walk by each other. I am the one huffing by. Hidden silvery scars stretching across my skin Like a galaxy’s arms Continue reading
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All That I Want…
A beautiful old wooden table with scratches smoothened by age. T’s heart shot through with an arrow shot by J, jostling for space with 25.8.1973. a butterfly and a faded pyramid. My journal on top, waiting for me to pen secrets, hopes, poems, petty thoughts, and some lonely stories. Five cubby holes to stack paper Continue reading
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White Lies
It started with a lie… a tiny white lie. I console myself, ‘no one else is hurt.’ Anyway, never again, I tell myself. The lie resides in my yesteryears. Now, I am in the future. My tomorrows have morphed to the present. Time turning slowly to dust. I have made peace with truth withheld, or Continue reading
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And Then, There Is Grief
As a writer, I wondered… Can I create poetry that tore? What after all, did I know about pain too pure to bear, or grief too deep to share? What did I know? Indeed! I looked up the meaning of words that stood in for grief. Distressed, in agony, desolate, in purgatory, or drowning in Continue reading
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Melancholia
… of a writerly kind A half-remembered tune melts into me. I rise up trying to meet it… grab it make it fully mine. But the very acting of reaching rips the melody out of my mind. Just the ghost of it stays behind to tease me with its unformed lines. Haunted by a feeling, Continue reading
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Melancholia
I have been busy focusing on completing what I hope is the final draft of my first novel. This basically means that I have let the blog slide. Apologies. This is a poem I had written recently, and was featured in the latest (25th) issue of Dubai Poetics. (https://dubaipoetics.com/edition-xxv) Melancholia By Binu Sivan (Click on Continue reading
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Dubai Poetics – Stay A While
My poem Stay A While has been published on the Dubai Poetics website. It is a website dedicated to poetry by those based in Dubai. Please do drop in and send some love our way 🙂 http://dubaipoetics.com/local-poetry/ Continue reading
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Remember Part 2
We, like butterflies, will flit and float Through life Rendered utterly meaningless, Because the very methods we use to cope Spell the end of all hope. Continue reading
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