I don’t want to go where the moon is
To find it breathing down my neck
In a recently sprung-up neighbourhood
I don’t want it on my lap
To be able to touch it
Like a new pet
One that I tentatively pat on the head
Not sure what reception I will get
I want it away
Far away
So, I can throw tantrums
Ask my lover to bring it to me
Knowing
What we both know
To be true
That thrill
When in a moment of seduction
It is promised to me
Vandana Kumar
Vandana Kumar is a French teacher and multiple award-winning poet from New Delhi, India. Her poems have been published in national and international websites and anthologies of repute. She is a Pushcart prize nominee 2023 and her poetry collection ‘Mannequin of Our Times’ has also won several awards.
Wonderful poem. The last lines are fantastic. Kudos to the poet.
Another beautiful poem by Vandana Kumar. I love the simplicity and unpretentiousness of her poetry. Indeed, things appear different when they draw closer to us, especially celestial objects like the Moon, leaving us in awe and uncertain of how to react. Love, too, is like a celestial object. If it comes too close, it may overwhelm us, catching us unprepared. Perhaps our human nature cannot endure too much of the ethereal. Sometimes it is better for things to remain as they are—distant and glowing from afar—while below, our human tantrums unfold, driven by the hope that one day we might glimpse and encompass heaven.
Beautiful and lyrical, vivid and evocative. Thank you
Absolutely fabulous poem!