It’s something that slowly sinks in
Like rocks on turbulent seas.
Strokes of midday heat
Through shivers of aloneness,
Fear. A chase in circles.
Deep, yet clear-
Living in a rage without a vice.
To not escape
An alternate sense, multiverse
Almost middle class,
This breathing
Yet, defying:
Form, organized polity,
Poetics of patronage,
Through an everyday unbecoming.
Heaves of disarmament,
A rampage in non-violence
Against the body, and the self
In writing, raging, writing.
Madras Courier originally ran as a broadsheet with a poetry section. It was a time when readers felt comfortable. sharing glimpses of their lives through verse. If you have a poem you’d like to submit, do email us at [email protected].
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