unfinished letters

unfinished letters more
than those that ever reached.
the story of my life.
the heat of mumbai summer
burns the sleep in me
dampens my dreams
forces visits to my dark secrets
catalyses my impulses.
my phone rings no more.
life desperately trying to teach
failing even drastically.
i shut my eyes tight
every time i see my reality
and walk in darkness
bumping into incidents i lived
wishing i had not.
nothing remains mine
not my memories, my sketches
my poems even belong to them.
so much colour in this world
i don’t even have a shade of grey.
anger unchannelled grows
so big i cannot stomach it.
nothing wants to be mine
i want to belong.

saturday 07 june 1997

unfinished letters

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