Caravanserai

Caravanserai

I remember
A journey we made
At the rear
Of a long line of a caravan
Crawling towards shattered shores
With only a tangle of words
Between us

I remember too
The roads wrinkling towards panacea
The wind reeling in the trees
And landscapes sprinting past
On kangaroo legs

You had a book
Open on your lap
With words as blurred and soggy
As our minds

Love
Is the painless ache
Of a healed wound
The melting sweetness
On your arid tongue

It is here that I get down
You said
While I move ahead,
Farther than the farthest
Beyond the rainbows
And then take a right turn
To reach an oblong pond
Carpeted with white lotuses
And bent shadows of coconut palms

Seven opium years,
Seven hundred blurred notes
And seven thousand dreams

Break this mirror,
Break it now
Into innumerable pieces

Neither my reflection
Nor a tiny slice of past
Is visible in this mirror of life

Let me just sit beside this pond,
My anklets
Making a soundless muffle
On past waters
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Voyage Series 2007
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