Kavitha Rai - In The Language

I told you yesterday, of late
Not reclined to write
Like this for ever and a day pouring rain
For a week, feet on
Tender soil, whole day
Conversed, fighted, exchanged blows
Mutter in sleep
Never felt that I would tell you in Kannada
All I knew
My own portrait kept in jar
Closed with stop cock, sealed with wax
Kept float in Kaveri river
Within twenty years
In the sea shore, youngster wiggled sand
Opened stop cock, kept
My portrait in his pocket
In his unknown language
Writing is not possible
Adhesive Cold weather expelled
Suddenly closed door
Osculated and closed warmly
Made me to sleep
In his unknown language
Writing is not possible
Eat Unripe Mango, stayed upfront
The world sky become the land
The hill-chest, trees-toes, sea-leg
All glittered VIBGYOR colors
Twirled and twirled... Wrote the gem lamp
Secreted inside and the womb
Suddenly scrounge spring
In the afternoon hard to digest
Experience with bestirred and shuffled face
Plunged rainbow written
His own image seen in mirror
Sparkled lightning within his eyes
Baffled thenceforth kiss
Felt again and again
Written his portrait

Flown day and night
Snatched and poured Udupi Krishna
Like an innocent Mangaladevi
Like sea shore Someshwara
Sitting in Kadri and wrote
No days and dates
There exists again
Kiss impropriety in the
Midnight twined
Fallen clothes, lifted cradle
Children school written
A little gray hair, a little obese, little baldy
Unseen and very small back ache
Started once need not ends
Like that came outside which is inside
Drawn points with sums
Multiplications and counting
Can’t be done in Kannada as sketch.

Kavitha Rai

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