GloMag November 2016 – Page 194

‘REVISITING’ finds a home in this beautiful November 2016 issue of GloMag.

GloMag is the coming together of writers in their diverse manifestations, thoughts, and expressions – and the visual interpretation of these. – Page 194

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To Death


To Death
I know you never went away
You are at the corner where the pines sway
But I will never turn that way

In the last train compartment, you wait
The final whistle, a flag waves a green bait
But I will never turn that way

Eyes in memories plead, love mirrored I see
time and again they say we are meant to be
But I will never turn that way

Your despair gathers its forces storming my sky
Grounded, my earthing begins to lug me up

But I will never turn that way
Life loves me, within me, lives everyday

Parting isn’t easy

©Reena Prasad

Never Let Go



Never Let Go

I want to go to sleep
to wake up in your arms once more
to grow up super slow this time
and savor every touch of yours
never more in a hurry
to reach the end of a long, lazy yawn
But I look at you curled up, contained
in the small screen of my mobile
a small sleeping figure in white
and I wonder why is it that I want to
mother an 80 year old
through a whatsapp message
to hold your hand in my palm
and help you walk like
once you did for me
to admonish that careless step
to tell you again and again
to take care of the small things
and the big will take care of itself
Wisdom dawning too late
but I don’t want you to grow anymore
or go anywhere where I cannot follow
Call it a mother’s anxiety or a daughter’s plea
but for me it is the only prayer I now know
©Reena Prasad

Loyal to Life


Loyal to life
I have never learnt to divide
and I refuse to believe
there are none handicapped like me
but where are they?
I have never been ‘flexible’ in my loyality
Have never been pushed to a wall
Never had a gun put to my head and asked to choose
or to shoot
But if ever I had to
Was forced to make a choice
between ‘us’ and ‘them’
whoever it be on the ‘other’ side
I would be dead
before any innocent could die because of me
Where I am
there are people all around
just people, mere living beings
no boundaries
All these deaths
Such a ghastly disrespect for life
Surely there was One who could kill himself
before he let his hands kill another?
©Reena Prasad