Coexistence

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My birth land

presided over by chatter

buzzing streets with humans

colliding into each other

like poorly punctuated sentences

B.

god beneath gods

temples within temples

mosques beside mosques

alleys inside alleys

C.

choc-a-bloc with colors,

crayon stubs, faded pencil shades

hoarded wisps of pigments

dyed wool in a basket

from many lives worth

of knitting projects

D.

myriad landmarks, loitering at corners

and showing up in centers of cities

vendors emerge with miscellaneous ware

peddling patience through the day

E.

food in flavors that compete

a discerning experience of tastes

moments juxtapose against minutes

with an intriguing intensity

proven traditions mocking rebellious chaos

F.

each city embellishes the map

fulfilling a role on the patchwork design

cinematic Himalayas fold into serpentine rivers

elemental monastries disappear into photogenic ghats

conventional gardens take on ornate palaces

coastal sands break into alluvial soils

G.

collective personalities manifest themselves

into a collaboration of local vibrancy and variety

settled into the craft of daily life

each day a giant musical production

excelling in multifaceted performance

I.

suspended harmony across the skyline

charming even when disheveled,she

teases you with her jangling anklets

forlorn, yet regal in her acceptance

resplendent like the peacock plume

she stays the mysterious muse

 

NaPoWriMo 2018

simultaneity

 

 

 

 

Published by Kashiana

I am a management professional by job classification and a work practitioner by personal preference. One poetry collection - Shelling Peanuts and Stringing Words and a chapbook, Crushed Anthills. Always gathering poems, and letting them marinate and change shape and form.

One thought on “Coexistence”

  1. Vendors peddling patience through the day , what an acute observation and food in flavours that compete – fantastic compliment to the taste buds of Indian
    Sweet and sour sides of India have been beautifully juxtaoposed by the poet
    Yet these contradictions Coexist in our birth land
    Excellent both in selection and expression of words. What a thought process!
    Hugs
    Papa

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