sarita jenamani Poems

They gather in the cemetery
and decorate their beloved graves
enlivening the deadened memories,
dust the epitaphs off
...

The darkness deepened even more
In my veins sinks the night
Slowly the stillness pierces
a knife into my heart.
...

They depart
And more houses sink
into darkness
The street shrinks a little bit more
...

New Year 2015


One year is added
...

The window does not open
to destiny
It opens
to the fatigued face
...