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 Past, Present and Future



Large, luminous and lascivious too

Mystical, mesmerising  and marauding

All the ones living and the non-living that you woo -

Your partners, plunderers and philosophers

Sequestered, seared or augmented

In life, yours is the sole diktat that prevails.


The rejuvenating, ravaging memories

Keeps company with a conflicted, calm solitude

A benign, benevolent present that you have bestowed in the present

Strikes a sharp glimmer of spark, kindling smiles and unfurling sails of hope

In that most sought after fickle future. 


Are these compartments of a mind -

Past, Present and Future? 

Delusions of an aching soul -

Reliving merry memories of mangoes and moons

Rejecting a solitary present burgeoning with silence

Awaiting an untrammeled, uncharted future

That, in a trice, would dissolve into another past?


Love, loss and longing

Clasping hands of my mom, tugging at the sleeves of my dad, caressing your soft lips with mine

Traversing a journey from uniforms, jeans to formals

From prattles to poignancy

Soulful sleeps to death, desolation and deceit.

Trysts with you, Time, have always been 

Tortuous, torrid and teasing

In the Past, Present and in a perhaps Future too. 


- Asha G Kumar

26 April 2021




From Moods, Moorings and Memories, collection of poems.




8 comments:

  1. Lovely alliteration and some stunning lines on mangoes and moons etc. A thoughtful meditation on past, present and future, love it!

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    1. Thank you so much Dr. Koshy :)
      Coming from you, it is truly an honour.

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  2. Beautiful poem !.Stunning , poignant imagery ❤️ Loved the alliteration.

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    1. Thanks so much Dr.Santosh :)
      So happy to read this

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  3. Though the verse reveals a certain skill in alliteration, and word play, it has image that can make me sit up and say “aha!”. Though it was a pleasant read, the experience did not lead me personally to a contemplative moment. I look for unusual metaphors and striking images in a poem. A poem should be like a sunset: brilliant, mellow, a complete experience, lingering long into the night.

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  4. So full of 'love, loss and longing', to quote the author herself...
    'Awaiting an... future, that, in a trice, would...etc'
    Then,'tugging at the sleeves of my dad'
    These lines painfully squeeze the heart...

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    1. That is so kind of you Dr.Lata. Thanks so much for your warm words.

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