Monday, December 17, 2007

Poems by Malsawmi Jacob


Power of Words


I’ll go for words,

Words are my forte.


Words stab and jab,

Heal, hurt,

Mask, unmask,

Paint pictures.


Words

Create.

~~~


Longings


Longings

Undefined, inexpressible longings,

Fill you full of

Emptiness.


Wishes, wishes

Want a fairy’s wand.

~~~


Holding Hands


When he was little

I used to hold

His small chubby hand in mine

To steady him


Now he won’t let me.

He’s a big boy

And walks tall

Without his mother’s help.


Some day, when he becomes a man,

And I grow old and feeble,

Perhaps

He’ll hold my hands to steady me.

May be then

We’ll walk hand in hand again.

~~


Malsawmi Jacob writes poems both in English and Mizo. These are some of my personal favourites from Tinkim Dawn, a collection of Mizo and English Poems, published in 2003.


Picture: Abstract in oil and acrylic by Tanpuia, who owns an art gallery and also gives art classes at Canteen Kual, Aizawl. I thank him very much for freely allowing me to photograph his works.