Ashwath Islampure Poems

In bedroom
when we play chess
I easily checkmate
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4 January 2015


Secret is the fate
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The pretty princess comes out of her bath-
rejuvenating her royal blooded body,
covering it with a royal towel,
recitings of hymns in a prosody,
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On the tiny bank of the mudpool,
the rainwater penetrates inside,
the lawn looks like thrown pyre
nothing remaining outside
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Inside the bride's quarters
She sits ornamented
between the ladies of her forum
necklaces are heavy enough
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My contemporary,
from Lambeth, London
Was four years younger to me,
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Keats saw autumn, he's witness
to careless presence on granary floor
the hair lifted, dian skies
were poetic even then
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I wrote some poems
for her
falling in Love
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They come when
your legs
start oozing in your thoughts-
in reality they are entering
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Like a rift in the breeze
your voice comes bit by bit,
at the end of the day
no sign tells where I keep it,
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