Poems

Sometimes I wish Maybe for a moment If I could not exist The trees the cars the dust the mangoes Would all exist And the fish will swim…

At ten the fireworks started. Bursts of red and blue and yellow and white, Lighted up the sky. Little drops of fire, Falling from the stars…

“Mama, why is it bad to cook one cupful of rice?” “Because it signifies death. A cupful of rice is only cooked at funerals.” “But I’ve never…