poetry – Musings by Mubashshira

Soft landing

Take a leap of faith, they say. If you fall, if you crash and burn, well, you’re only young once. Adages, both old and new, keep piling up. As if youth is shield enough as if it’s rendered us unbreakable. My feet at the precipice, I peer down in nervous anticipation I don’t want wings,Continue reading “Soft landing”

For Mumtaz, with love

For every thousandth footstep that crosses your threshold, does she feel his devotion a little bit more? For every awed gaze cast upon your alabaster splendor, is she reminded that she was his muse? For every lover inspired by the story of how you came to be, does she think of how he chose herContinue reading “For Mumtaz, with love”

Ode to a tomato

Seasons shifted, and I waited peered through vines sifted through the rest and there you were, shiny and plump your bursting flesh revealing your youth I couldn’t help but reach out for you – the literal fruit of my labor and love Written for dVerse’s Poetics challenge for the week, where Sanaa asked us toContinue reading “Ode to a tomato”

Kaleidoscope

a million facets, ever-changing never still, never captured by eyes or otherwise ~ the kaleidoscope of him only grows ~ holding its secrets close it flies free, reveling and she’s left, still wondering I will forever be left fascinated by kaleidoscopes, and the people who make kaleidoscopes seem simple. This is my attempt at aContinue reading “Kaleidoscope”

My earthly casing

I think about you often too often perhaps, or maybe not enough I look at you and wonder – are you me? or am I you? My very soul tethered to you, my earthly casing yet I love you more when there’s less of you to love. You stretch and grow to hold my truthsContinue reading “My earthly casing”

What’s in a name…#lockdownpoem

They called it “the new normal” We stayed at home, put away our going out shoes and bags Got used to seeing the same faces at every meal and also in between, some of us only on screens. Do they miss us? The streets we used to clog with our fume-y automobiles The seats onContinue reading “What’s in a name…#lockdownpoem”

Of love and laundry….#dVerse

It’s 2.12 am here and I can’t sleep so have written my first verses for Poetics hosted by dVerse. The theme is laundry. It’s my first time participating in anything like this and I can’t quite wrap my head around the fact that it’s a poem about laundry, written on the notes of my phone.Continue reading “Of love and laundry….#dVerse”

I don’t do poetry but…

Untitled I don’t do poetry but sometimes, a picture, a moment, a fleeting feeling – makes prose seem inadequate. Like when I saw that one little flower so delicate and fragile but still alive peeking out amongst its long dead companions. Or maybe it’s just me, always looking for signs in a world of coincidences.Continue reading “I don’t do poetry but…”