Oct 7, 2015

Alive

I made poetry a coffin,
 and arranged my words
 -in order.
When my love turned
 into words.

Alas!
How should I interpret?

Feb 21, 2015

HCU

After the long long walk
and the long long talk
with a dimple smile
and those kisses for a while
After the dinner night
with the hands so tight
the moon stays right
When we lose the fight

It seems so quiet
Nearing the Hostel gate
My legs go "awww"
My words go "shhhh"

when her smile turns frown
those dimples are gone.
Her hands stayed apart
when the moon took flight
I saw her sight.

On me
one last time.
I know it
she knew it

So we stood and turned
till those eyes could see
and those hearts fall asleep.

Feb 18, 2015

Dear Poem

I was playing
the songs and tunes
I used to listen along with her.
But the memories were lost.
Never knew it was so hard
to recollect
and to recreate those moments

Alas!
Wonder how the marriage(s)
made my thoughts shrunk.
Now I am here 
dear poem
with stumbled words
looking for help.

She use to point you
for assistance
whenever my fingers stam
running out of creativity
I sadly chose the backspace
on my keyboard.

Back(in)space erased
everything,
the letters,
the words,
the phrases,
the stanzas,
Now look at you
dear poem 
you stand deformed.

Don't you want to look
beautiful
Give me back
my memories
I want to relish
the lost 
and create the destroyed
once again. 



"I" is real
"You" the imagined Other
"We" the unsolved puzzle