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.