Wednesday, February 27, 2013

metamorphosis 2

sometime, 
at the middle of the night,
i wake up and turn into a dove.

i coo and coo, till my heart breaks
then I again turn back to myself - a heartless person

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

consumer dream



i touch them gingerly
my dreams 
scared they will stick to me forever

they melt at my touch and spread all over
like the drool of a pet at the sight of its favourite food, full of longing
gingerly i pick them up again, drop by drop

i pat them, gingerly
i coax them to sleep
i do not go away till they close their eyes

scarce are my dreams
i do not want to spend them soon, waste them soon
i keep count of them every sleepless night

i want them safe; i do not have the money to buy them again
this time i am saving money to buy some gods






Friday, February 8, 2013

reasons for insomnia

sometime
you refuse to go to sleep

its so easy
to close your eyes to the world
but
you
refuse to go to sleep

you 
refuse to wake up to a morning of bullshit
you refuse to have your morning coffee of despair
you refuse to walk through a afternoon of lies

that friend
who is so stupid that she believed in all the lies

she calls you up in the evening
in memory of the bygone days
you refuse to burn again in memories of innocence

the news channel..
you pay for it
yet it fetches news you do not want to hear
every evening it tells you of rape and bribe and inflation
you refuse to hear the same news, once again

your mother calls you every night
she does not tell you how much she misses you
yet you know, how she yearns for you
but the job you hate keeps you apart
you refuse to hear the pain in your mother's voice every night
you refuse to hear the tolerance in your father's silence every night

you do not want
another such day to begin
so
sometime
you
refuse to go to sleep at night



Tuesday, February 5, 2013

sleepless night, again !


one part of her sat huddled in the room
the other part -
ran out into the rain - bare foot

later, both met at the threshold
and exchanged gifts -

from the rain, she had brought back a wet moon
the other part gave away her leftover dreams

and together they wove a sleepless night !