Sunday, March 29, 2015

Caveat Emptor


It will enter like incense 
Through an unperturbed window
When you are half asleep
It's sweetness lingers on
Like the tender spring-wood
A sign read- 'Caveat Emptor!'

Will sweat passion 
In it's early summer
And before it has been long
The scorch will announce it's trials
Blinded by the heat to trust
The glistening fluorescence from far
Will bring thorns, in measuring distance

On knees, right before they fall
The lilacs bleed belonging
Like a fallen graft
After a mewling monsoon
That belies it's hybrid beauty
With failed attempts
A sign read- 'Caveat Emptor!'

The sun dried leaves rustle
In despondence 
They whisper autumn 
Into the flame red boulevards 

Soon the hearts were numb cold 
But moist too
Praying for this solstice to be the last
This winter of love
Wrapped withering hopes to dying warmth
Of Endless nights 
And cold-blooded closures
A sign read- ‘Caveat Emptor!’

Friday, March 13, 2015

APPETITE


"Do not, DO NOT! Let a man define your life", he said
She felt strong
She developed an appetite 

"I moved cities for you", he said.
She smiled and choked
An appetite for stories

Few months later
That felt like a million years
She cannot imprison her thoughts 
In her expressions
Her appetite for destructive silence

 All she wishes
That he had completed his sentences 

He did complete them
Not in words but
In flesh and blood 
She is scared to read them complete. 

"You make me complete", he said.
"You will leave me", she always felt
Like half a spoiled portrait, 
abandoned by its artist 
Who ran away 
To save his face
His appetite for grandeur

Who turns away when 
Every-time it's pulled up 
On a humiliating display 
Her appetite for his silence
Was now over

Monday, March 9, 2015

LOOSE ENDS



You couldn't break her heart.
So you broke her spine.

Tying the loose ends!
Till you could see her fall, everyday.

Was no Cleopatra 
Not from a glorious father
Couldn't bite the snake
Or poison the stoup

She must lay on her back
On the muddle of knives
That you forgot to arrange

Tying the loose ends!

There was no Brutus 
No battle she could fight
Your truth was decent
Your lies prettiest
Your story always won

Myriad ways of sacrifice 
You had only forgotten 

One does but return
And rebirth required death

Tying the loose ends!