We had no home then
There was no mama
Once your papa small as you
Ate a lot of grapes green red and purple
He ate so many we thought he was hungry
Then he threw it all up
We took him to a doctor he said no worry
It is all out now
The grapes they went flying out of his mouth
Some became trees some birds some they say
Turned into grapes
The ones you and I are eating now
recent collection of poems, River Wedding (Poetrywala) has been widely reviewed. His poetry has been published in journals and anthologies around the world. His poems have also appeared on street walls of Christchurch, exhibitions in Johannesburg, an e-gallery in Brighton and buses in Philadelphia. He has read in various places, including in New York, Delhi and Boston. He grew up in Guwahati, Assam, and lives in Delhi.
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