Thursday, September 19, 2013

Just like that…

A word,
A deed,
Friends turn
Strangers, just
Like that.
What awaits
The friends
Of the friends
Who've turned
Strangers, just
Like that
Are the
Awkward silence,
The cold,
Hostile glances,
And the
Fierce urge
To withdraw
Into their
Own worlds.

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Love

 “Do you love me?”
She asked.
A simple ‘yes or
No question.’
Yet, he stood there
Perplexed,
Choosing none.
He has reasons
Aplenty to think
He does, and a few
That he doesn’t;
His reluctance
To take a ‘come-what-
May-I’m-going-to- take-
 The-plunge’
Being one.
“Do you love me?”
She asked, again.
“No”, he said.



Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Siesta


Every time I
Take a siesta,
My world
Caves in.
The rest of
The day and
Night I stay
Wide awake
Mending my
World.


Wednesday, April 3, 2013

April Fool


‘Was she ill?’
‘Bedridden?’
My friend,
The deceased’s
Grandson,
Ignored the
Questions.
After a while,
In solemn
Voice, he told
Me, how he lost
His paternal     
Granny exactly
Four years ago,
On April Fools’ Day!

Monday, March 18, 2013

What if…?


Maybe it’s wrong
To say that the
Silence between
Us has turned into
A slug.

What if it’s maturing?
Into Vintage Claret!
Let’s not disturb the
Process. Let’s just allow
It to age, slowly, slowly…

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Misadventures of a pair of bored eyes


Out of sheer boredom
They decided to move
Around, all by themselves,
Comfortably leaving
Behind the one they
Belonged to.

They fixed themselves
Momentarily on sights
Illuminated by the neon
Lights such as over-sized
Mannequins showcased
At glitzy showrooms,
Couples walking hand in
Hand, hawkers, steady
Stream of vehicles, a cute
Little boy pleading to his
Mom for something that
Caught his eyes…

Suddenly they rushed back
To where they belonged to
When a lean guy supporting
Himself on the pavement
Railing, irritated by the
Presence of two wandering
Eyes upon him, probed
Aggressively, showing his
Stained teeth, ‘kyaa?’





Sunday, March 3, 2013

Have you noticed?


Have you noticed
That the silence
Between us has
Turned into a slug
Inching back and
Forth as if in a trance?


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