Recipes
I inscribe recipes
In an anthology of poems
In most pages
Chilli Turmeric Coriander
Curry leaves
Scribbled in a language
Only known to me
Different poets
Diverse languages
Combined with taste
In a single collection
Words from many
Origins marinated
In desi masala
When I feel like cooking
I refer the anthology
Put something together
To feed an Infinite hunger
An aroma will spread
In the kitchen
And my cates died of hunger
Walk on it to the other end
Alagusamy Road
When Alagusamy
The street magician
Tried to take a nap
On the roadside
The nearby street
Jumped through his loop
Buildings
Vehicles people
Neem trees
And everything
Jolted as if
Fell into a stream
The tremor woke
Alagusamy up
And he tied his sack
Including
The street inside
The busy street
With vehicles, carts
Buildings, people
Circus men
Lay in the corner of
Alagusamy’s home
Days not
Separated by
Sunrise and nights
Tangled inside
And, it was yesterday
Alagusamy’s daughter
Switched off the lights
In the street
And separated
The days and night
It was after that
In a night
Alagusamy
Gone inside the sack
And saw the world
In a single look
When Alagusamy
The street magician
Tried to take a nap
On the roadside
The nearby street
Jumped through his loop
Fable
Once upon a time
in a village
Fearing the cot
grandfather
lay down to die
father lost his sleep
His stare
day and night
killed the sleep of
my mother
Frustration
in her eyes
made my sister and
me sleepless
Owl became
my surname
humiliation
swaddled our days
Yesterday
rewriting the
story of
our sleeplessness
My sister left
to sleep in
an ancient
pond
Now
my eyes are drowsy
feeling
the depth of
her rewritten story
About the Author
Junaith Rahman is a bi-lingual poet based in Cochin, Kerala. He has published in Malayalam and English journals like Bhashaposhini, Indian Literature and many online journals.English poems published in anthologies like Indo Australian Anthology of Contemporary Poetry, Acerbic Anthology, etc. Subtitled many short films also.
