You’re far

You’re farAnd I cannot touch youI am only left with words I want my words to touch youTo caress your soft skinI want these words to enter your beingLike I would, you besides me You’re far And I cannot hold youI’m only left with letters I want each consonant to feel youOne syllable at a … Continue reading You’re far

Forgotten

It was as she never existedWords of love forgottenIntimacies shared now memorised in disdainHow in an instanceCould it all change Did she existOr was she an apparitionThat momentary interludeHearts distractionInterregnumBetween what wasAnd what is to come

Roadside Omelet

A two-egg roadside omelet with Ghee laden parathaHurriedly and with little graceDevoured with lustful impatienceA renewal feast for squabbling lovers In that moment of consummated blissThat roadside shack with unsteady chairs and plastic tableMore majestic than a state banquet in Windsor palace That doodh pathi tea thawing the frozen wordsOnce again two bodies satiated in … Continue reading Roadside Omelet

Trekking

Through that installer darknessOf an expanding universeAs entropy limits to zeroLovers are lost, but not love itself The lonely search for hopeSome redemption, somewhereOne trudges one step at a timeThat firm granite slope - rock of permanence Timelessly you bearThe weight of many weary legsSilent witness to all has come to passAnd yet may unfoldOf … Continue reading Trekking

Besides me

All I want is you besides meYou nakedness laid proudA delectable feastFor hungry eyesYou soft curves touching me I want to discussNeither small mattersNor great Affairs of the stateThey’re of no importAll shall be forgottenBut this moment Not All I want is to feast on youYour naked timelessnessBesides me

The wind shall still carry the voices

They’ll silence the radioAnd the idiot boxAnd my friends one by one Soon they’ll turn to the birdsTo silence their chirpingAnd the whistling of the trees They’ll shut down the etherAnd lay siege on the electromagnetic wavesAll the channels one by one The birds and the trees?Ah yes, they too speak of loveOf freedomAnd the … Continue reading The wind shall still carry the voices

A Japanese Dinner With ….

I’m so sorry my darling for all that surplus verbosityPhilosophy, history, and of course, the damned economyAll of which you listened to ever so patientlyAll those words, this and that unnecessary allegory So much, such unnecessary clevernessIf only one cud have cut through the chaseGot to the truthWithout the meandering thorough many courses of rawnessAnd … Continue reading A Japanese Dinner With ….