Reporting Valentine’s Day

Only two casualties to report. Their dates didn’t turn up.

For Love

Randamn

Await : it’s been a while. Talk to me

Talk : Lies

Lies : Hell no..but your point of view. Right?

Right : I never was

Was : I am. look at me..Please?!

Please : smile please

Smile : my poetry does’nt

Poetry : cry

Rhyming poetry : try a cry

Laugh : after a burst out cry. Fake it for the mirror

Fake : You excelled everytime

Time : a crippled walk

Crippled : by your thoughts, not a moment goes by…

HOLD : she said

STOP : she did not

molto bene

buy love
at a hefty premium
a long term bet

hopes gone awry
future bleak
panic sell

cooling off
before the next trade
how about yoga?

Adagio – II

this woman I met
she wed a married man
unaware of his shadowy lies
one day he left her
with but a letter
my dear

this woman i met
she planted the seed of a man
a father of two
his wife with kids had packed and gone
for what use be of a penniless warp ?
a freak car accident, crash landed him
30 feet down a bridge, on a dry riverbed
disabled for life, abled for a potent job

this woman and her child, I met
In a coastal village of Goa
the locals whisper
“whore and her son, no tag”

“dirty dirty”
her son exclaims as he shows me
his hands smeared with sand
he loves to play on the beach

this woman i met
I’ll meet her again

one night stand

picture courtesy – annelize bosch

in wildness
tanked up mindless
we kindled selves
that lustful night

nested by passion
we were childlike
pained by our past
jiving for madness
righteous or not
neither cared less

we escaped some eyes
we let some catch us blind
kissed blood bursting out
our throbbing hearts
joyous
we freaked wild

next morning
we parted

why?

Once upon a time

from my early days of bedtime stories to valium now, one cliche remains constant. “Once upon a time….”