Benzim

I was reckless

in my longing.

I was breathless

In your presence.

I found the bones

Of forevermores

In the graveyard of my dreams.

Like a bridge

From autumn’s red

To winter’s white

I bled myself dry.

For you

I bleed my sanity

Away, away,  away.

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Consalita

Amma
I wish I was there
to hold your hand
when you were younger
crossing streets
with your eyes closed.

Amma
I wish I knew
the words to tell you
you are everything
my sunshine and my storm
my strength and my weakness
my love and my fear

Amma
Do you know
I love your name
Consalita
To console
but none
consoled you

Amma
You cut off your wings
So I could have them
No happiness without gratitude
No achievement without perseverance
No knowledge without humility
No me without you

Amma
Yes mama, I pray
to Mother Mary
Mathave rekshikenney
Like you taught me to
she’ll save me
as she saved you

Amma
for what it’s worth
let me repay
your time, your love
your grace, your health
let me put you
on a pedestal
let me console you
Consalita

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Saudade

When I return

will I yearn

for that which you said

I’ll never feel again

Will I long

for the pauses

between each breath

the lanes between each junction

Will I desire

the sound of sunshine

the scent of the city

the touch of your warmth

Will I want

what you said we could have

what we could have been

what we were not

but should be

Will I want me

if I return

and be

another me?

Lipstick red

 

 

 

 

 

Postcard from the Moon

Send me postcards

from moon craters

and hollow spaces.

Send me seashells

burned by the sun

touched by your dark.

Send me roses

from the garden of Eden

cursed by the heathen.

Send me letters

written out of love

signed by another.

Send me a ticket

to leave this despair

to leave their care.

Send me the fare

of that ticket.

Send me

the moon

I’m already in the craters

I only know hollow spaces.

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The Best Free-Entry International Photography Contests

(and 6 paid entry ones where the fees is less than 20$ or 1000 Rs.)

Free Entry:

  1. Sony World Photography Contest
  2. Nikon International Photo Contest
  3. Olympus Global Open Photo Contest
  4. NTU International Photography Awards
  5. Istanbul Photo Awards
  6. Alexia Foundation Grants
  7. Cortona On the Move Photo Contest
  8. Smithsonian Photo Awards
  9. Leica Oskar Barnack Award
  10. Comedy Wildlife Photo Contest
  11. Insight Astronomy Photographer of the Year Awards

Paid (relatively cheap) Entry Fees:

  1. Gomma Grant
  2. National Geographic Travel Photographer of the Year Contest
  3. Pictures of the Year International Photo Contest
  4. Kuala Lumpur Photo Awards
  5. Travel Photographer of the Year Awards
  6. Big Picture, Natural World Photography Contest
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Street art, Berlin

A Leash for my Sanity

If I could confront

my sanity with a look

and a leash to boot

I’d have my life pulled

from the pages of a book

which I have yet to write

from chapters that know

no boundaries and no sin

where the Devil is innocent

where the angels are drunk

where we revel in transgression.

I need a leash for my sanity

do you hear me

I need a leash

for a sanity

that was never mine.

Home

Home is not the concrete construct
where your mother resides
and your father returns to
It is not the land
your passport claims you belong to

Home is a state of mind
the environment you miss the most
when you live in a foreign land

Home may not be where you were born
but it may be the land
where your heart was first torn
where you first set foot in a classroom
and found your first crush

The place where you know the slang
a little too well
for your parents’ liking
Where you can get lost
and still be at ease
You know the streets
like the back of your hand

It is a place you complained of
when you knew no better
but when you left
you wished you left a letter
to show your gratitude
all the things you took for granted
that you couldn’t find
in the place your parents call home
in another place that you now call home

The smells, the tastes
the sounds and the sights
The faces that passed
as the years went by
you wish you could keep
in a little box in your heart
carry it around and open it
when you can take no more
You need to feel at home once more.