NOORMOHAMED

You could do well with a book   Love leads to quicksand and that gaol of fools Love makes us dartboards and slights of ridicule   Love isn’t necessary It’s all right for a while But be careful where you store it as it oft turns to bile It’s ok to spend the day with […]

I see no use in this beautiful day. No warmth in its counterfeit glimmer of comfort. On the tree, two birds cavort like they know each other. I, on the other hand, find no rhythm in strangers. I see no point in these lofty grains of hope when breathing is thick with stunted life. Beyond […]

I remember the oddest things. Like the box of knick-knacks in our attic of private jokes Your pseudo lactose intolerance that extended only to cheese   Your choking on your first cigarette The intersection of our arguments about gods and nature, your chameleon world-view positions performed for the audience Your mascara painted lashes, reciting Anthony and […]

There is a light outside our house with a yellow Chinese glow, that at 5 pm on a dark November evening is the brightest thing around. There’s a Turkish, a Korean, and a halal chicken shop outside. Mrs Pickles at No.3 has been to India six times, she tells me every day. On Brecknock Road […]

He wonders if healing equates forgetting if happiness is sitting cross-legged with a prism of suns to blind that blotch. He smiles as the thundering storm settles on his chest When the pain stops hurting, it sleeps discreet   He wonders if moving is the plateau of the spotless mind if honour is erasure of […]

an abrupt collision of faces we look shocked, or surprised, and almost say hello so I quickly hide behind my mind and recall the memory of a ghost   no, this is someone else   I see you walk ahead surrounded by your thoughts shouting at each other you pick something you don’t need from […]

Who would have thought you could choke me up like that? I can hold my breath, but you – you had to take it further. The living daylights never showed because the sun set upon us for three days. I was busy burning bridges, and you – you had to take down my house.   […]

A sparkling explosion of megasound this is a nova of John’s sun and Paul’s star inscribing itself in the chromosomes of your DNA it is musical notes of the flamenco steps of Freddie’s flamboyance and the piano riffs of Chris Martin’s mind, into the dark alleys of Stipe’s words, and Dwight’s pain, and Sumner’s verse. […]

In case you didn’t know, Or maybe you forgot, I have left the keys to my house Underneath the earthen pot. You can always come in And make yourself at home. It is from the clever choices we make That we end up all alone.

All farewells should be sudden immediate, impromptu and quick none of that unwarranted deluge of emotion, unnecessary party expenses, or that uninvited realisation that we are, after all, dispensable   Farewells need never be announced lest they come with oh so pitiful remorse Why so soon? We’d only just begun to like you We’d only […]

Because I need more time Love isn’t an ice cream you lick It doesn’t melt in the sun It burns in here Look.   Because I’m not ready yet My feet have cracked and my soul is weak Love isn’t a bottomless well of forever It sizzles like antacid powder And then flat   Because […]

The grey skies darkened the overcast minds the broken, fearful, submissive souls at the prick of a needle I closed my eyes and wandered into the passage of recycled life. Creator Sustainer Destroyer Mr. G, what will you be for me?   Flushed down rivers of acid I fell on my stomach on a black […]

Colours of a subcontinent like an artists’ palate Or is just a camouflage I forget But colours yes Many many hues under a sea blue sky Trumpets and bang da bang drums   Through the eyes of a wandering foreigner who came here for quite something else the whole scene seems like an enlivened primary […]

A world of dreams is all that I live in. Why should I wake up?

I did not ask for pity. I had laid down and was walked over not because I had lost. I had been given love, but did not take it because it wasn’t enough. I want it as abundant as my soul. I need as much as the hungry stars spilt on the milky way. I […]

The fear is greater than the love? The fear more pronounced, more direct Tormenting and torturing. The love is simply true. The love forever. The fear is stronger. The love is feeble. I fear to lose my love.