On your ghats, my foot in the sand

I stand at your ghats
Foot deep in the sands
Foot and sand
The link, the knot, the bond
Its all in the sand.

Weaning and Waxing of the nightly fruit
Sometimes he hung high
And I relapsed in a sleep
while you sang your lullaby
At times, periliously close
he came to you
And you raged
your waves high and mighty
trying to eclipse
his coquettish advances
You roared
Slapping islands, overturning masts
Awoke I lay
My foot in sand
Lest I do not face your wrath
You turn your face
Leaving me alone
I am the witness
Standing on your ghats
My foot in the sand
The morning ascends
The sun shooting up
From your bosom
The night's lover
Drowned by morning's glory


The sun reaches the tipping point
From shores unknown
the clouds cover your glassed face
Some jealous sister? Another lover?
Moths flutter in my gut
My foot in the sand
You stayed quiet
Acquiesced to your fate
They pour down
Filled you up to the brim
Teary eyed, Helpless
The sand washed away
Broken is the physical bond
Stronger is our metaphysical love
The flood is your tears
You cry for the parting
Alas! Do not cry.
Fill the streets, the city
Drown the ghats
Drown me in you
Dissolve the sand
Dissolve me
Break me into unintelligible fragments
And spread me
To your deepest corners
And Mightiest crests


For I might not return again
To stand at your ghats
My foot in the sand