Green Goddess
Posted: 21 Jun 2014, 08:24
On those long drives in our old Herald
you looked out of the glass window
counting coconut trees.
On Sundays we went to the Marina
and flew aeroplane kites;
I waited to see the stars.
On a train, going to your native land
for the ‘seventh–month carrying’ ceremony
I disembarked half way, afraid of facing your relatives.
How many years have you been married?
No creature, not even a worm growing in your tummy?
Do not procrastinate too long, the younger the brisker.
Tulsi, dainty maiden shrub, green goddess
for years I drank the syrup of your leaves to cure my cough
not knowing that you are the culprit.
I snatch your leaves out of the hands of all nubile girls
who chew your,'holy' leaves as prasad, offered by the priests
you are for the old who wants to kill these normal, natural urges.
Siva
At first nothing seemed unusual
not even counting coconut trees
up to the various time-pass outings,
or staring at the stars above Marina Beach.
Gradually queries of relatives
started to hurt just a little
at first, then deeper till a vacuum
rumbled in the underbelly. Barrenness
is a stigma much like widowhood
and the man gets away easy. Years
rolled slowly by till all the pathys
like allopathy, homeopathy, Siddha
were all tried and finally the culprit
Tulsi was identified; this Tulasi
that I chewed, to control my cough
this Tulasi was the cause of the
late coming of our issues. So that
I shake it out of the hands of all
nubile girls of our metropolis who
chew Tulsi leaves religiously.
Siva
you looked out of the glass window
counting coconut trees.
On Sundays we went to the Marina
and flew aeroplane kites;
I waited to see the stars.
On a train, going to your native land
for the ‘seventh–month carrying’ ceremony
I disembarked half way, afraid of facing your relatives.
How many years have you been married?
No creature, not even a worm growing in your tummy?
Do not procrastinate too long, the younger the brisker.
Tulsi, dainty maiden shrub, green goddess
for years I drank the syrup of your leaves to cure my cough
not knowing that you are the culprit.
I snatch your leaves out of the hands of all nubile girls
who chew your,'holy' leaves as prasad, offered by the priests
you are for the old who wants to kill these normal, natural urges.
Siva
At first nothing seemed unusual
not even counting coconut trees
up to the various time-pass outings,
or staring at the stars above Marina Beach.
Gradually queries of relatives
started to hurt just a little
at first, then deeper till a vacuum
rumbled in the underbelly. Barrenness
is a stigma much like widowhood
and the man gets away easy. Years
rolled slowly by till all the pathys
like allopathy, homeopathy, Siddha
were all tried and finally the culprit
Tulsi was identified; this Tulasi
that I chewed, to control my cough
this Tulasi was the cause of the
late coming of our issues. So that
I shake it out of the hands of all
nubile girls of our metropolis who
chew Tulsi leaves religiously.
Siva