Three Poems by Rinzu Rajan

Three Poems by Rinzu Rajan

A Carnival of Cliff Hangers

It's a vicious circle

rotating around my sun

a black beast sheds its skin

to dramatize a façade,

a character charade

scripted into nine lives

she sinks into the soil

succumbing to sorrow

and out of her sores

she soars into the stratosphere.

There is dark sunshine

which leads to colour blindness,

there is rainbow that is near yet so far

curtained behind the cold sun.

It has stayed like chilling fever,

nine times death

and a nine timed resurrection,

taping me into loose tights,

It's what others call a circus

and I, a cliff hanger carnival.

The Lost Sheep and the Shepherd

Activism advances

on the carriage of change

amidst colour blindness

a battalion of buffoons

play hide and seek

as per impersonated instructions.

Cocks crow through lurid loudspeakers

candle clay drips in convulsion

as the youth proclaim a parrot's polly

reciting verses in eruptive excitement

and follow as a flock of frozen fossils

behind an ambitious autocrat,

who they have christened as Messiah

or a fairy God mother with a magic wand.

Unmindful of implications that

vilifies their vulnerability

impeaching democracy as a drab,

they launch a leap, thousands of lost sheep,

the wind blows in the westward wilderness

requiring revolution in reckless rooting

they want to cry through the corrosion

but how many of them actually know

that they themselves are the rusted relics

of a rotten resolution

hardly a few maybe.

Black Eye Theory

Don't know if black eye

is an episode in the universe

or a verse from my vestry,

fire fumes on my floor

charring the cross and cure,

my mouth quivers in

migraine madness,

I've bled like water

and slept with my foe

the one that has slashed me

into slices and

sold me to the butcher.

I do not understand rubric reasons

and those that give them,

I've forgiven and forgotten

from my plate of feed

despite this,

swallowing my sea in a sip,

They say my hand will be held

one day, as I wonder

who will hold

this amputated arm?

Author's Bio: Rinzu Rajan writes in an attempt to sear away from the boundaries of cliche. Research in the field of biology and feminist activism occupy the rest of her time and devotion. Despite the lack of formal training, Rinzu has written poetry in over 30 forms. Her work has featured in Bicycle Review, Houston Literary Review, Barnwood Review, Red River Review, Muse India, Green Silk Review and Asia Writes amongst others. She has an anthology 'Gestures' to her credit with four other poets.

Her upcoming features include A Spinster Act in Penwoood Review, Cursed Daughter of Eve and An Ode to a Woman’s Veil in Melusine and “Child Bride” and “Grandmother” in Message in a Bottle poetry magazine.