Held To Ransom

Self-flagellation

Concealment

Celibacy from life 

The blessed unrest 

With eyes wide shut 

And heart held tight

The law of contradiction

Held ransom by

The principle of 

Restricted choice 

Fingerprints

An ornate mosaic of finger prints
Foot prints, interlinked highways
Body maps in ink. Now washing away
Erasing, colouring the waves 
Around me black, blue and gray

I see the grains of colour go
Streaking down my body
Far too easily, for far too long
Sand like grains falling away like rain
Mixing like snow in dirt puddles

A new world view, just out of the womb
And after baptism. A ganga ashnaan 
Or a sip of zamzam. A new feel of the world
A dip in the deep known.
Submerged here and beyond