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Monday 27 August 2018

Knuckle Cracking

It takes time
To learn the art of
Knuckle cracking.
A little too pressure and
The whole day is spent caressing the fingers.
Too less a pressure and you end up with nothing.
One has to learn the right amount.

It takes time
To learn the art of
Knuckle cracking

It takes time to learn that
There's still life inside.
It takes time to learn that
This dead wood body
Needs fire to crackle.

Saturday 25 August 2018

A John Doe Poem

Some call it a unicorn.
They are optimists.
Rest of them don't say anything at all.

A twenty-first century
Introvert poet
does not exist.

Wednesday 8 August 2018

The Architecture of Love

You often ask:
What are we in this 
architectonically trivial world of someone's?

Listen:
I am an open window
That creaks when moved
The frame of which has lost it color
is rough and bug ridden
With ant-houses at corners.

You
My love
Are its curtain
With disparate hand designs on it
Crafted with nothing but love
by a small scale factory worker
In the wee hours of rainy morning
Fluttering away from the frame and
Sometimes coming too close.

Our love is someone's favourite spot
To forget the world.

We are that insignificant.

Monday 6 August 2018

CASO

Hegel would understand it better.
The example I mean
of the conflation
of the political and the personal.

My mom calls me on my phone
and a military man picks up.

Buy milk for home
He says.
How many packets
I ask.

He doesn't reply.

Friday 3 August 2018

Hardwork

We had thought "love you"
Would be replaced by "go to hell"
We'd thought "I'll never leave you"
Would be replaced by "this is not going anywhere"
We'd thought "we are so similar"
Would be replaced by "why am I with you?"
We'd thought
One of us would forget to call each other
At least for a day.
We'd thought one of us
Would some year by mistake forget each other's birthday.

But nothing like that happened
Nothing ever went our way
All our plans kept failing.

Then one day someone
I don't even remember who
Out of the blue said
If love seems like hard-work
One should concentrate on the hard-work
Love can wait
That's its best quality.

And everything fell into place.