Maroon
Lifting in a cloud
A saree swaying in the crowd
An elephant sashaying aloud
It is like a bullet to my heart
A burst so sudden I am gone
Then I am back
And I watch
Eyelashes
So long
Irises brown, pupils red
Round world
Swallowing all down
I wallow like a pillow
Holding the punch of the resting head
It makes no sense I know
But for crying out loud
Wetness flows like no stops
Breaking in thuds
Over little dams
Wetness seeps
Irrigates the field
Do these seeds break ground?
-
Chandni Girija
Day 01 of 30 | 30 Poems in 30 Days | Global Poetry Writing Month #napowrimo #napowrimo2026
