Maruti Naik

the walk begins
its dark
slowly but surely
light breaks

I see another storey
has been added
to the
newest gobbler of my sky
the crane awaits
its handler

the light accentuates
the hill still remaining
few clouds cover it
taking the shape
of the treeline

would have sent you…

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the night departs
a new dawn breaks
each ray of sun
envelopes me in love
like my mother’s hug

her hands
softly braid my hair
like a lullaby
playing in the air
then like the
soothing comfort of
the morning sun
she kisses my forehead

my worries melt
my day begins
a…

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i walk
past the truck
delivering vegetables
an analogue play
that still holds on
they are just about
done for the day

a bike roars past
someone waits
impatient as hunger builds
an algorithm at work
on the streets of Mumbai
the biker’s day
has just started

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Bulldozers at border
invisible to emperor’s drones
he carries on
unseeing
uncaring
unmindful
wrapped in a blanket
of denial
cold heart
seeking warmth
a new acronym
a new tall tale
a new distortion
a new distraction
his only cards time
to call his bluff

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Maruti Naik

Maruti Naik

I write to remember. I write to remain honest. I write to leave a bread crumb trail for my daughter. I write to relax. Trying to impress my better half, I write