Poems by Anupama Pyarelal

Breaking-up

a poem by Anupama Pyarelal

Coffee
hot, dark
bitter.
Eyes meet
across.
Memories
surge up
stealthily.
An ambush.
Silence
speaks
volumes.
This ring
once mine
I leave it
beside his
coffee mug.

Through thick and thin

a poem by Anupama Pyarelal

Words professing love
breathed out fervent
countless times but
now empty, light
crowd the cold air
between them.
Yet a momentary warmth
sunshine spills
tendrils of regret
slowly unfold
forgiveness buds
peers through
grimy austere windows.

Hands clasp gently
a precious world.

Summer Madness

a poem by Anupama Pyarelal

Air burns, crackles.
Hopelessness chokes within,
Words condense.
Thoughts fenced in,
Feet drag on sluggish,
Through infernal heat.
The pitcher cracks.
Full bodied, fruity,
Love rankles now,
Seeps through parched ground,
Disappears.
Remorseless,
We part ways.

Rendezvous

a poem by Anupama Pyarelal

Passion fruits
among young leaves
play hide and seek.
Adolescent creepers
precariously sway.
Unaware
we savour
our virgin kiss
beneath
green rippling shadows.

The Courtship

a poem by Anupama Pyarelal

Death came wooing.
Made of the dark
robed in slithering shadows
he emerged
from the mirror.
Elegant fingers
rippled through my hair
twined a truant curl.
Drooping flowers
death’s white blossoms
sprung up amidst
dishevelled black locks.
Youth, shrugged
in helpless defeat
blew me a kiss
bowed out with
a flourish.
Life backed out.
To put up a fight
seemed such a bother.
Shadows lengthened
gathered nearer.
Death held out
his arms
locked me within
his tender embrace
for eternity.

Coffee…

a poem by Anupama Pyarelal

Coffee
hot, strong
bitter
like you.
The cafe
goes on
still.
Memories
surge up
stealthily.
There is
no more
You and I
or us,
just
soulmates
turned
deliberate
stubborn
strangers.
And now
I like
my coffee
laced with
cream
generously
sugared
with
a whiff
of rum.

To Virginity

a poem by Anupama Pyarelal

Blood,
Between my thighs,
Pooling down.
Salty, chilled-
To perfection.
Drop in an olive,
A twist of lemon,
This one is on me.
Cheers!

Adolescence

a poem by Anupama Pyarelal

Holding hands,
Fingers intermingle.
Heat,
Sears up.
Hearts,
Thump aloud.
Bodies,
Throb with desire.
An exquisite agony,
Fire works,
In the dark.

A cry for help

a poem by Anupama Pyarelal

Draw the blade
twice.
Swift, deep
straight and sure.
Watch
your blood
meander down
in uneasy rivulets.
Listen to each drop
falling on to-
virgin tiles.
When
you had enough
call the family doctor.

A Dream

a poem by Anupama Pyarelal

Steam shimmers.
I can smell,
tangy lemons,
ripe oranges,
in here.
The water,
seductive, beckons;
ripples, laps so gently,
against me.
I close my eyes,
dream of an orchard,
half forgotten.
A little girl,
with tangled curls.
Fruits tumble,
down her lap.
Juice trickles,
warm, sweet,
through grubby fingers.

Mannequin

a poem by Anupama Pyarelal

Art, applied.
Mass produced.
Pieces,
frozen in mid air,
actions still incomplete.
Creativity gone haywire.
An aspiring God,
churning out hundreds.
Vacant eyes,
meaningless smiles,
plastered on dead faces.
Eunuchs,
all of them.

The Wild Cherry Tree

a poem by Anupama Pyarelal

Stems branch out,
In amazing angles.
Medusa’s hair,
Caught in a snapshot.
The cherries,
Enticing,
Fresh drops of blood.
Beneath,
Little feet squelch,
Upon the crimson carpet.
Above,
Innocent stained hands,
Explore, grab and gather.
The cherries bruised,
Veins tear open,
Gaping and vivid,
The life juice dribbling,
Down.

My Will

a poem by Anupama Pyarelal

When I die,
Place no white lilies,
Or bright red roses,
On my grave.
Bring me,
Black tulips,
No purples,
Or deep blues,
But,
Let me have,
Black ones,
Black as my heart.

The Birthday

a poem by Anupama Pyarelal

It is your birthday today,
Life begins at forty,
So they say.
Does it?
You wonder.
You feel nothing new,
The mirror reveals,
The same old you…
Until you discover,
The first wrinkle,
The first strand of grey hair.
You feel old,
And tired.
All of a sudden,
The morning has lost-
Its crispness,
The day doesn’t look,
So bright now.