Tomato tomahto
Potato potahto --
Wear you accent
Like a badge of courage,
There's no shame in,
Nourishing your roots.

Everyone dismisses me as insane,
But I am a prophet,
Profiting,
On the inane.

When I get lost in stargazing
My cup of cardamom chai
Configuring constellations of cream,
I pocket piping hot horoscopes
Right out of the tea kettle.

Remember --
I drink in the universe,
Sanctimoniously symbiotic.

So the next time I offer,
To read your tea leaves,
Left dried at the bottom of the cup,
Don't scoff me off,
Because what I do,
Is translate the universe's art.

The universe has you
So star struck,
That I need to anchor
You back to Earth --

Because while you're on a celestial search
For some extra terrestrial life,
You end up floating away,
From humanity and known strife.

And the gravity of this situation is,
I'm tired of tethering down my,
Space headed astronaut,
Who is too entranced to look back,
And see that the sea,
Swallows me whole.

When my Dadi blinks,
She becomes nostalgic for,
Visions of Punjab.

Ephemeral dreamers,
Are artists with bold visions,
Challenging what’s real.

You fell into love,
But I feel guilty because,
You left me in lust.

My dear I’m so sorry but,
I must confess that,
I’ve had a love affair,
With flirtatious Mango.

Though you rather not hear it,
I feel like I must disclose,
How plump
And juicy
And wet
Everything was
A sticky mess.

He tricked my tongue,
Sent me into shivers,
Cooling me down,
From summer’s heat.

He hit the spot,
Made me feel whole,
But I consumed him,
****** him dry,
Spit the pit out,
And he never really recovered.

But for that matter,
Neither did I,
The taste of untamed passion
Is still ripe in my mouth.