Addiction

We meet everyday
for coffee
even though you
can barely stomach
the taste of  it.
For years,
of our friendship,
I didn’t know better
and thought you simply
did not prefer it.
Even now, when we meet,
I have a cup
and so do you.
I’m addicted…
as are you.

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Boxed, broken memories

Boxes littered in every space
half full of fragmented memories.
All stifled in bubble-wrap
to fade away in the attic.

Halved sets of china,
incomplete sets of cutlery
One from a pair of crystal flutes
One half of a wedding portrait
One quarter of a family
One lifetime of enduring stories.

Maybe someday, the trinkets will be lost
and perhaps, the shadow on my finger will fade
But what of the broken promises?
And of the heartache that does not fade?

Inspired by the childhood game of creating boxes on an empty piece of paper. :D Yes! The mind does work in crazy ways. :D

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Your eyes…

The world is full of beauty,
laughter and mystery
as are your eyes.

The world is full of possibility,
when I see it through
the prism of your eyes.

You tell me not to love them;
to you they are spiritless.
But for me…

My soul swims satedly
in the sea of sensuality
as I look into your eyes.

If I were to deny myself sight,
I still couldn’t unsee
the stars shining in your eyes.

And why would I even want a life that is so deprived?

*Inspired by a rough translation of a song in a language I do not understand.

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Autumn Days…

If I stay still
for the smallest spell
I can drown in the silence
surrounding the rustling leaves
when it’s ravaged by breeze.

If I pause
to gather a breath
the crisp, dry air fills
my lungs and pierces me
with musk and mulch.

And if I amble alongside
the meandering gravel path
the fallen leaves
decay into clay
beneath my cumbersome feet.

But for all its romanticism,
autumn is cold and daunting
with the threat of icy winters
kissing you goodmorning…

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Distant…

For everyday that we spend apart
and I cannot speak
the words of my heart;
I find a snippet by someone else
that would tell you
how much my heart’s bled.

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Yearning

Maybe letters
are better afterall.
In them,
I can touch
the words that
oozed out of you.

Maybe paper
is sentimental
for in your absence
I can touch
something
once of yours.

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Recollections – yours and mine

Early in the new year, a lot of my creative friends committed to creating works of art for the first ten people who commented on their status update where they pledged their art. The only catch was that the people receiving the art needed to carry it forward. Do something nice for others. For some reason or the other, I didn’t commit to it because my writing had been extremely sporadic and ten works of writing seemed impossible. But…I’m in a much better place now with words flowing just a little bit better.

And I want to do this. Not to insist you carry it forward. But to celebrate my relationship with my loved ones. So please, drop me a line anywhere with one of our lovely memories you’d like for me to try to express. Or anything you’d like for me to pen down for you.

 

How about it?

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