Notional Pie

 a kiss missed

is akin to 

the notional pie

you want to

but you cannot 

consume.

.Anant 

Poem

the dark
it sifts down the 

Chimney

the invisible
unavoidable void

claws at you

you acknowledge it
and walk on.

..Anant Dhavale

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Flow

nostalgia is ache
a prison of the mind

we are hard-wired to be
miserable

through our knowing

the ancients knew it, and offered
symbols into the flowing river

to let go of what
we carry; 

what we perceive to be our
ultimate reality.

.Anant Dhavale

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नैन

 कुछ ऐैन हुए कुछ ग़ैन हुए 

बस यूं समझो बेचैन हुए 

दो चार जो बीते उसके संग

उन लमहों के कौनैन हुए 

दो चार जो लिखनेवाले थे

आगे पीछे सब बैन हुए 

कुछने नेहरू को गाली दी

बाकी नेहरू के फैन हुए 

देखे क्या क्या फ़ितने मुशफ़िक़

आवाराकुन जब नैन हुए

अनंत ढवळे 

Cracks

 cracks appear 

ever so slowly 

a gradual decay of the 

individual until the denouement

hits. Lineage of 

blood: a trail, a story of 

what happened that

keeps happening 

generation after generation.

.Anant 

Naum as a point in time, much like Berryman’s Henry.

1.

In- between indifferent 

Drafts of wind

And restless strands of thought

Naum takes the plunge

Into a river of people

Jumps he, Naum does 

Rather well 

A noise-less topple.

2.

Naum folds time

Tucks it under his bed

To doze off again

 

He sleeps

He is always asleep. 

3.

Don’t prosecute me

Says he

Naum does

My only crime is I am 

Not myself these days.

Mr.Police man, he says

Leave me be.

4.

Now he runs

That man’s otta be crazy

No he dont run like crazy

Only a case in point 

A point in time

Running be his escape

Run Naum run.

..

Anant Dhavale

Short poem

stale

smells the

facetiousness

sounds and seems too

time 

catches up

years line-up

the horse

gallops 

ahead.

.Anant