“Mirrors and Hammers” by Krishna Bhaskar drifts through quiet streets and quieter thoughts, where flickering lamps and cello notes accompany a soul on the edge of memory. It’s tender, haunting, and beautifully restrained—like a midnight drive through the heart.
I’ve been looking for you
in the streets I know
I’ve been shoveling
my emotions like piles of snow
Been driving around
Listening to an old man playing cello
I like the street lamps
when they are dim and yellow
My heart is warm
My eyes are numb
My head is on idle
The odds were dumb
As it gets darker
The night gets colder
The street lamps look warmer
The emotions get bolder
A left on Main
A right on Commerce
Hope the lights are on
And mirrors don’t meet hammers
A quiet drive. A quiet ache. Some nights, the silence says it all.
Krishna Bhaskar is a storyteller at heart and a seeker by soul. Born and raised in India before settling in Texas in his early twenties, he embodies a rich blend of cultures. For nearly three decades, Texas has been home—reflected in his love for Tex-Mex, small-town BBQ hunts, and his ever-present western boots.A gifted writer and actor, Krishna’s creative work spans short stories, poems, songs, and screenplays in both English and Hindi. His writing draws from real moments and personal introspection, making his stories deeply intimate yet universally relatable. On stage, he brings the same authenticity and emotional depth, creating an instant sense of connection with his audience.Blending wisdom with warmth, Krishna Bhaskar reminds us that intellect and boots do go darn good together.
