Sonal Singh On Sonal's Table

  Why does pain hurt? Like a hot spoke burrowing through The soft chambers of our heart, It cleaves a severe path. Oh, the agony of heartbreak. How agonizing is the feeling! The pain of it clamps its hot fingers Around our tender feelings, Suffocating their softness To leave us …

Teetering on the brink, As if unsure and uncertain, It totters. Indecisive or may be hesitant It reins in its dampness, and Contracts into a moist orb, Glistening like a drop of dew. It lays there for a while Vacillating On the moist rim of emotions Which churn in the …

Mother, Do you remember those summer nights? We would lie under the stars On the Charpai in the aangan? You would urge me to look for shooting stars And prod me to wish upon one. I did that. I was young, I believed in magic. But, more than magic, I …