Category Archives: The poet in me.

People and Incidents

bark of the tall tree is dead
wearing out
walls have begun to crack
iron poles in the corner of our backyard is
rusting
flowers in the garden
are vibrant
no more
narrow passages that once led to a fresh pond
became shady- creepers twining all over
my body
so fragile
powerless
my imprudence need to be punished
for i kept waiting
until this
for many in life
people and incidents
that never occured
one question if i had answered
myself
to rescue me from this trap- of waiting
my book would have had
happy chapters
new characters and less wrinkles
why-
why am i waiting
is the one that’d have
saved my time from
people and incidents
so bleak!

i’m not

i sat near the hen’s coop
trying hard, to understand Newton
for the test next day
waited, for the night to pass
it seemed stagnant
it tested my patience

my mind occupied with guilt
i was sorry, had to convey somehow
to the tall, slim boy, my friend
we fought; so silly of me, i thought
as i put aside Newton’s theory
 just wanted to go to school

awkwardness crept in
as i sat near him
i was scared to kick start
eye contact was a distant possibility
my heart thudded
dumbness invaded me, i thought

if i don’t speak, guilt will hang on
even after my death
because intense was my fault
opened my mouth, so
to speak up ‘hey’
but! something else spoke

strangers entered,
with weapons i’ve just heard of
they aimed at one, then one more, then another
as if their thirst is never ending
shot the pure ones with no mercy
yes! the guns spoke

i cringed under my bench
watching my classmates’ blood drip
i felt a sudden chill
when my friend grabbed my hand
i thought he bent down to hide
i was a fool, i realised

his blood was flowing down my pant.
his eyes met mine
for the last
i whispered “i love you, you’re mine, don’t leave me”
this is much more than a sorry
but he can’t listen
respond
i’m not a happy survivor
i’m not

Nature’s Beauty Secret

through the window
gazing at nature’s extended arms
drops of dew
embellishing the grass blades
smell of wet mud
ripe mangoes hanging
i sigh lazily
as my taste buds fall in love
sunlight peeking in
groovy breeze flowing
colourful sky brighten eyes
intruded my laziness 
perfect blend
for a magical dawn
signalling me to be-
brisk
peaceful
bright
serene
nature just revealed
its beauty secret