FIREWORKS

The honk in the lane would announce his arrival,
the blare of it, audible, across radius of the town,
I'd watch in anticipation from the veil of my curtain,
as with spunk and swag he'd reach her doorstep, without fail...

My heart would writhe in pain as everyday I'd watch this familiar scene,
in her gorgeous best, him, she'd always be accompaning,
the neighbourhood too used to the couple's grand exit and entry,
romance between the dashng duo, never missed by any...

No one knew or cared for the crush I had on him,
he, I doubt, even was aware of my very being,
never could I dare to go out and meet him,
not, with my very ugly face, and, my shrinking self-esteem...

Accepting my fate, I stood glued to my everyday spot,
behind the curtain as I helplessly watched,
but, to my surprise today he took a different turn, and stopped,
not at the gate opposite, but the driveway that instead led to my house...

I opened the door when the bell rang, and he stood outside,
my-oh-my speeachless I was, as his eyes implored mine,
'where were you all my life', his husky voice whispered,
pulling me towards him, as his warm lips brushed across mine...

Thousands of fireworks burst inside my mind,
dizzy and overwhelmed alas I got my charming prince, my shining knight,
when a loud horn startled and shook me out of what was a day-dream,
lasting barely few seconds, I was brought back to the earthly realm...

I was still at my usual spot, standing, behind the same curtain,
and I watched helplessly as they both drove off,
to watch the real fire-works of this New Year's night,
me, a non-existant entity, in their lives or in any of their plans..



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IN BETWEEN

He had her moaning in between the sheets,
waiting as she did, soaking in his heat,
his every warm breath...

She wanted to make most of the time she had with him,
knowing, soon he'd be in the arms of another woman...

A mistress's life was always, in between,
with her, he quenched his desires only,
but, shared not, his thoughts or deep feelings...

Never acknowledged her existance in the society,
never gave the respect that she seeked so desperately...

His wife's life too was hung somewhat in between,
a fake smile on her lips, on his arm, in public, she could only cling,
yet, in truth, all her nights were spent weeping...

And, thus, a man in infidelity is always stuck in between,
a wife, he doesn't desire at night;
and a mistress, he can never emotionally connect.



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EVERYBODY SCREAM!

I was so craving it,
when he finally obliged...
as I moaned in pleasure,
he plundered through the night...
both unawares of the lit candle,
that had tripped, and fell...
slowing, burning up the little things,
into an inferno hazard...

I mistook the growing heat in our room,
as a result of our burning passion...
till the wide awake neighbourhood screamed their lungs,
and, rang the fire alarm...
Everything in blaze we hunted for our clothes,
that were black and burnt...
a wild night finally ended,
with us sprinting for our lives...





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FOOD AS RITUAL ON MAGH BIHU

As life passes by, faster than any bullet train or jet,
we barely remember the previous day, of what happened,
but, there remains some memories of past that still linger,
those that makes our eyes twinkle, and smiles, wider...

Festivals come, festivals go...
one after the other we so enjoyed them all,
but, there's one that we always looked forward,
one whole year, because there was lots of foods involved...

In mid-jan, when its biting cold in zero degrees,
the community gathers for a festival, unique,
one, that involves staying up the whole night,
rejoicing with music blaring loud, and bonfires bright...

The young and old build this hut of dried hay, twigs and leaves,
pretending its our little home for that one special night,
some brings utensils from their houses,
while some, other ingredients, meat, grains and plenty of veggies...

Cooking done out in the open,
we then all enjoy a meal sumptuous,
with chatter and gossips running whole night,
till its time for ghost stories too at stroke of midnight...

The whole festivity is called Magh Bihu in our parts,
marking end of the harvest season,
where abundance and prosperity is celebrated with lots of joy,
finally, with a prayer to fire-God himself, the hut is lit at crack of dawn...



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THE MOST EXPENSIVE GARMENT?

I was floating through the countless universe and galaxies,
light and free, without a care,
glancing and peeping into the many planet's inhabitants,
so glad, my existance was opposite to theirs...

As I wheezed past, I saw several angels fly up to me,
come, they said, 'coz the Lord is looking for you,
Obey, I had to, quite reluctantly,
as I had an inkling of what was in store...

I had enjoyed my time as a free spirit,
I didn't like what was coming next,
As Lord announced that it was now my time,
to go down to earth and wear my new garment...

I couldnot argue my Lord's command,
this was something I had gotten used to several lifetimes.
I followed the process to put on my dress of flesh,
hoping very soon, I'd be rid of the earthly mess...





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LOVE AND HATE

Oh...How I love the beautiful sunrise,
when, every morning its all warm and bright,
but, how I hate that I always miss it,
because, I'm forever sleeping late...

Oh..How I love the delightful cuisines,
that tickles the taste buds, transporting me to another world,
but, how I hate that I'm totally useless,
when it comes to my own kitchen's cutting board...

Oh..How I love the romance, and, the hoopla around it,
watching lovely couples or love stories in movies,
but, how I hate that the very love often fades out,
when the reality of boredom strikes...



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MAGIC HAPPENS IN THE DARK

Never fear the dark, for its in the dark that sheer magic happens...


In the Skies...

The skies are an endless expanses of darkness,
so, don't get fooled by the sun-light,
there are many such suns floating in the universe,
each separated by billions of light years worth of the dark.


In the Oceans...

We see the vast seas and oceans,
which, the streams and rivers rush down to meet,
but, have you wondered about the unbelievable marine life,
that thrives in the dark, in depths, far beneath.


In the Soil...

A tree grows its branches and leaves,
towards the sun whom it meets and greets,
but, is that even possible,
without its roots that in the soil are deep buried.


In the Life...

In the dark night when two bodies merge,
in dark intimacy where bodily fluids flirt,
a passing soul gets excited, from above,
for its chance to a whole new life.


In the Bodies...

In the mirror everyday, we admire our physical beauty,
not a dime aware or care how we look inside our skin,
its all dark inside, yet, miraculously,
our bood cells find their way from feet to brain.


In the Mind...

We think, and make things happen,
inside us, is a thoughts machine,
churning out thoughts day in and day out,
our mind, from its deep dark unknown spot.


In the Sleep...

As evening comes, and, night starts to fall,
tired through the day, its finally our time to relax,
switching off lights, we jump into bed,
its the sleep in the dark, that heals and rejuvenates.






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MY HALLOWEEN DATE!!

I wished not to be disturbed,
for tonight, will be my special night,
one, that I had long awaited for,
a whole 365 days and equally long nights...

And that it was finally here,
I got myself busy preparing,
today, was very very special,
I had a date with those unworldly beings...

The preparations were all done,
the decor, and, the must big pumpkin,
but, the main magic lied inside,
in my very dimly lit room...

Placing the crystals in a pattern,
around, I drew the dots, circles and triangles,
I lit the incense in their corner,
and, sprinkled the ritualistic powders, colorful...

Getting my mantra book and chanting beads,
I fixed the once dreaded ouja board in center,
set the planchet in its node,
as today, it'd finally give me the answer...

At the stroke of midnight closing my eyes,
I called upon all the surrounding spirits,
come and talk to me, to them, I pleaded,
today is your day, show me you really exist...

Hours went by, and, it was almost dawn,
hours of calling met with a stony silence,
tired and sleepy I finally gave up, thinking it farce,
fast asleep, not aware, when I had fallen...

A growl in my ears,
and, a chilly breeze had me awake,
things were thrown about,
and, corner to corner, shadows darted...

The lamp's last flicker went out,
plunging my room in deep darkness,
'happy halloween', something hissed,
my date, it seemed, had finally arrived.






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THAT AUTUMN!

I look out of the window,
I see the clouds race each other,
The birds too fly high; their wings, a constant flutter,
Everything has a goal, everyone has a purpose,
All, except my life, has seem to come to a halt unlike another...

That autumn, around the same time,
I was so opposite of who I currently am,
Then too I used to watch the clouds race fast and birds fly,
But, then, I had your arms wrapped around, sharing those delights together...

This autumn, my life has come to a complete standstill,
To celebrate anything like before, I no longer possess a will,
Nothing holds my interest or distract me from the loneliness,
Nothing or no one can replace the empty void you've left me with...



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WORDS SOOTHE ME

Words, words and words...oh how words make me feel alive,
Words, when words pour down on paper,
Words, that were once thoughts hidden in my mind's deepest corner...

I cannot resist the flow of words,
That trickle down one after the other urging me to write,
A feel so blissed out, and, satisfied,
When I've captured every single thought into words in paper or screen of my mobile...

Yes, the medium has changed, and how,
But, the feeling of expressing out is always the same, and perhaps more...

People judged me for scribbling down all my thoughts,
But, these penned-down words are my jewels that can never elsewhere be found...
Sometimes, I felt I shouldn't be so expressive, bare my heart out for everyone to see,
But, words locked up doesn't soothe as much as words let out does to me...

Long after I'm gone, into dust when I've turned,
These words that I've churned will ( hopefully ) continue to float in the vast universe...




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MY SUMMERWEEN !!

Woken up in a jolt by the loud thunder,
Glance at the watch said it was midnight, so try sleep harder,
Twisting and turning in my bed, I willed myself to sleep,
While outside, lightnings flashed and the skies growled louder...

T'was almost dawn, when I finally did fall asleep, or thought I was,
When instantly I felt being pulled out of my body, in a shudder,
It was unusual, and in fright, I tried to crawl back,...but,
It seemed I was no more in control, my soul held by some being, another...

I felt a small draft of air in my ear,
As though someone had blowed in intentionally,
Then, I heard some whispers, voices several,
until, someone spoke to me finally...

The voice was weird and somewhat growlish,
But, to my surprise it spoke quite flawless English,
'We've come to take you,' it said, 'because,
Your time on this planet has come to an end...'

Horrified, I couldnot believe what I just heard,
I pleaded, I'm too young, give me some more time instead,
I said, there are others older and more apt to go,
Why don't you find someone else to take with you...

'That's not how it works,' it replied,
'It doesn't matter how inexperienced you are, or, how old,'
'Everyone has a limit to their time allotted on earth,
and, as for you, your time here's simply up.'

I pleaded, I cried, 'Oh Lord, save me I don't want to go,
I love this world, there's so much left for me to experience and more,
If you want to take me, just to send me back in another birth,
Then please consider, I want to finish this birth to my satisfaction, first.'

My pleadings and cryings seemed to have worked,
For I heard the voice say next, that after consultations they'd be right back.
While they left, near my ear few others, lingered,
They were also quite eager to reply to the queries I had...

I asked them how the system above worked,
What or who operated the things, and, who was the final God.
They named a few Goddess's names I was familiar with,
They said all Gods controlled different functions, and activities....

Since the other voice didn't come back as it said it'd,
I supposed, I was granted some more time here on this earth,
I knew I had to finish up lots of things if I indeed had to go,
Organize and settle everything beforehand, and ensure nothing was left incomplete...

I wondered, how my old mother would cope if I left this world,
It was then a loud clang of some vessel woke me up,
I was in my bed; the noise, from the kitchen; it was all a dream I realised,
A relief, although, beads of summer sweat ran down my forehead... .




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STEP BY STEP

The degree would be useless, if he didn't take the second step,

His first already done, as he stared, his hands quivered...

The lifeless body lay before him, at his sole disposal,

His scissors and tongs having already done the blood-splilled slit.


Tiny beads of sweat started pouring from sides of his forehead,

Could he afford to skip his next very important step?

In thory, it didn't seem as revolting or gross,

But practical, had him built into a bundle of nerves.


Never quite anticipating this nervousness,

He had never imagined would be this plight,

His solo OP mission in front of him,

All decisions, his; others, he could not blame.


A surgeon he had become, after years of intense training,

Yet, his first solo task gave him quite the fright,

Seconds ticked, a decision needed; he had come his far, taken the first step,

It was too late for him to now back out..


He had to complete what he started, and fast,

His reputation almost at stake no less,

The second step was crucial; as would be the next, and next,

For the surgery to succeed he had to complete all the steps back to back!




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SCARRED FOR LIFE!

The loud snore beside her woke her in a jolt,

A glance at the watch showed dawn, and that her time was up,

Hurriedly she got up and faced the mirror,

Dishevelled hair; smudged lipstick and kohl,

Demanded a quick splash of water...


Vigorously she washed her entire body,

Disgust creeping all over, wanting not a remnant nor any memory,

His snore reached her ears all the way till the bathroom,

She wanted to get the hell out of the place as fast as she could...


Like others, he too had ravaged and plundered all through the night,

Whatever was left of her already scarred self,

Scarred, not by any visible marks or injury,

But, scarred forever by zillion emotions and mental agony...


Sighing, she applied fresh lipstick and pulled back her hair,

This was a life and fate she had now come to accept,

She had long stopped carrying for morals anymore,

Since, it was not morals that fed her or got her bills paid...


Getting out of the room, she closed the door slowly behind,

A drop of tear almost theatentening to fall from corner of her eye,

She felt her jean pockets, the bundle of notes given by the brute, firmly secured,

This was all that mattered, the money; no matter who was her client...


A betrayal, eons ago by whom she had believed was her only love,

It no longer mattered to her, with whom she now slept around.




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