LET'S ROTATE OURSELVES. POEM.

 LET'S ROTATE OURSELVES ! 

                      -A F  EKBAL.

There is a giddiness  

In my feet  

That 'have been rotating  

On the axis of the house !

 

Sans our inner fire alive

Across the stove

To roll your dreams 

In the form of bread

Heart in the woods

The creeping vine- 

That has grown ! 

'Have thrown the green wings  

Not touch the sky

Under the eyes,  

On the wrists, 

On the arms and  

On the back

Blue marks have grown 

May I get relief by applying 

Turmeric on it ?

 

Or- 

Rub them off

From our body

On our own

From our sleep

And let's scrape the rounds of the soles-- 

Whose axis is planted among us ! 

Tell me from those creeping vines

Touch the lips of the sky

And let the unborn flowers bloom ! 

Or- 

Blow that fire throughout 

This world to ashes

Who is born  

On the ashes of our dreams...! 

            28-09-2021.