A COLLECTION OF POEMS IN TIMES OF TURMOIL

A COLLECTION OF POEMS IN TIMES OF TURMOIL

By Gauri Sinha

Ming (name)
Ming, name,
Letters, romantic letters,
Join in a union for the birth
Of an identity,
Breathing within the pronunciations, 
the separation of your lips and
each roll of your tongue releasing syllables,
Into insecurity, are civilizations, dynasties,
Aromas curling through the air, fertilized within 
The womb of these words,
A name is a bard's song sung in solitude, 
the vendor's call on a lazy Sunday,
It echoes around for everyone to hear, 
But only a few can consume.
Crowd behaviour
The crowd is one whole human being,
With pairs of eyes, a nose, and a mouth,
They speak to you, a choir of chaos,
They look at you, they can smell your despair,
They behave mechanically following the one in front,
Raise their weapons over the slightest inflection,
They ask you to dress a certain way to merge with them,
Put on a sheepskin to be with them,
They move together in a colloquial sigh,
Crowds are in the end a simple human.
A colony
Every conquest in this land of diversity,
Every change introduced in this colony
Was a failed step towards securing our loyalty,
When our every prayer, every breath,
Was sworn to this land, 
As we played in its holy soil
For us her dusky skin,
Is beautiful,
Her hair magnificent 
As we still weave a better tomorrow
In her braids.

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