ENVIRONMENTAL Poem: By air, water or land, by Sajan PK

Mustard is a colour
Saffron is no flower
Mango is a luscious smell
Grains and berries are
Labels of your liquor.

We found lines that none heard
Hanging down from bare branches
Standing stark in an unending summer
On the left over land we finally reached
At the end of a vacant navigation.
We travelled a long stretch
by land and water,
Also by air of arid emotions.

Have we lived here before?
Is the dying pond we walk in to wet our feet
Muddied because memories decayed?

We drank on the smell of cut grass
And the sap of fruit trees
Listening to the flapping of the last butterflies.

Unable to bear the standstill of the hour
We chased after a stray bull
That was watching us over.

– Sajan PK