Three Poems

1.

Being

Life is a bundle of mingled yarn

humongous and hazy 

tightly tangled 

when you see from near.

It is translucent and transparent

slackly stitched  

when you can distant yourself from there.

2. 

Blue Grotto   

It was a blue grotto –                  

the light that reflected

from the bottom of the sea 

made me look blue and glow.            

You have to slouch in to get inside 

through a cut glass window. 

The fisherwoman who had taken us in 

was singing an eerie song we did not know. 

The tall dark trees fringed with translucent blue

dishevelled droplets of snow

They were vanishing with no destination —

Confused, where to go?

We floated for a while on a world completely silent

then the silence became whispers

Murmurs down our vertebrae and marrow.          

Our silent breath turned into a 

chaotic cluster of joy and sorrow

until it became a confused scream

in the cave in that damp yellow.

Our soul rose from the round-about

reached to the summit to follow

and we followed, joined in singing that eerie song 

we did not know.

3.

In the silence

I hear my eye

Lashes dropping

The bark cracking

Blue bells chatter 

with long lustrous grass.

I hear the whispers of insects

Insane over raspberries ripened

Juicy drupelets globes 

In the delusion of silence.

Shamim Azad is a poet, author and journalist.