Wednesday, 14 August 2013

Published Poetry: Bhang Diary by Snehith Kumbla

when I laugh,
the whole body,
one big mouth
of laughter

when I sing,
words emit
like a

If I squat, drowsy,
all my teeth are
melting down
a whirlpool

walk, look back
and wonder,
whose vanishing
are they,

my as-lost-as-me
friends, frantic for
shade in the sun,
and can't find it

together, like a
splash of colours,
we lie in the garden
for the madness to pass

later, at home they ask
about the blood red
eyes, I say, it was
some colour, some holi

(This poem was first published in the Mar-Apr 2012 issue of Reading Hour magazine.)

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