Long Chador Poems

Impeccant,
 of non-textual matters
 one’s covered flesh,
 and hidden embrasure’
 as diffusate primer
 slips life’s veil, and
 in agitated pontlevis,
 cleaves the universe’ reason…
 “Egads! What sorcery is this?”
 Holy heart failure, Batman!
 “Beavis and...

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For our wears & worship they sentence us to doom
Blasphemy they find in us - for our call to peace.

The dawn we have, they'll never see - for their red nights calls them.

From the amount...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake : Part Thirty-Three 

Just then out of the arboured portals of the hotel emerged the wily woman
Clad head through bent back to toes in black silk bulging gown
She thread her...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-Five

The Chief Executive gone a day doubled back to Hexagon
From Arcadian fields where old “friends” feasted the traditional bond
Took one look at road map and declared an Etat...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake : Part Thirty-Five

Chief of Staff commandeered the Lake Restaurant and Sailing Club
Setting up mass long-term cuisine facilities for Robo-Cop
Turned Swimming Pool amenities into canteen facilities
Took over the now vacant Lycée...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-Two

The day broke on this fateful date like gravestones pushed asunder
Transcontinental wagons hooted their humming blared thunder
The Faithful six million alerted to the confrontation
Made their way in unison...

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House hunting

 
 I´m looking for a flat in a small market town nearby.
The lady showing me around ought to wear a chador.
One of the features in the flat is a new dishwasher
and other kitchen...

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Such deep amber green eyes
Stare into me
Like arrows that so delicately pierce my heart
She is covered in a curtain of black woven cloth
Ah but her hair flows like caramel 
She is concealed and wrapped, the...

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Fluctuating Fortunes

There was a brutal dictator, a strong man, who ruled a unruly 
country with a steel sword that dripped of menaces and blood. 
For a while he was our ally when he fought a...

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Fluctuating Fortunes

There was a brutal dictator, a strong man, who ruled a unruly 
country with a steel sword that dripped of menaces and blood. 
For a while he was our ally when he fought a...

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Mekhela chador

I was too hurry and overwhelmed 
To embrace the attire
"mur maa rr mekhela chador" ( - "my mater's Indigenous Traditional Assamese Dress")...

The days in kindergarten,
I cherish the attire, in her wardrobe enhanced and ironed...

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Hijab
Hijab, niqab, jilbab, or chador of ridah.
Draping eloquently the notion of obscurity with expressions so holy.
Living an invisible existence on screen of life.
Suffering in silence; and protecting honor of riwayaat daily.
Should I surrender the will...

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Black Chador

The women of Alexandria wear a chador that
mercifully hides her bony body, she could have
fitted a Dior dress snugly, but she doesn't 
know this, she has walked ten miles to buy
bread for her children
She...

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In the city of avatars
uncharitable names were cropping up
for wet and wild awards
scripted on lips of unreliable nights.

I wanted to quit archives
of headless soldiers and standing back
wanted to watch a river
of corpses flowing to morgue.

Another...

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