NOTHING INTERFERES

I saw you coming through these door-cracks. 

I listened the whispers of your smile.

I painted the way this heart elucidated my fingers. 

You saw my articulation and again smiled. 

That was the day my world changed its shape. 

That day I created my masterpiece.

Then I looked down on the opaque floor, 

I saw our reflections, they overlapped. 

Each morning I woke up with a smile. 

Each day I lived my dream.

But, 

Everything changes and everything changed. 

My shadow burnt and unicorn in disguise. 

Your calm light still rained, 

But seemed insipid without our consent. 

Someone shot the bullet, I saw it coming. 

People laugh and people laughed. 

Fabricated a baseless vision, they said. 

But, I knew it was a test, all I needed was you.

I believed in my love, you kept me strong.

I still close my eyes and I hear your songs.

I always find you close, closer than ever. 

Nothing interferes as we're entrained together.

REMINISCENCE

It was the year 2014 and it rained like Gatsby’s love. Retro, intense, unique and elegant. I’ve witnessed it since the start. I’ve seen your heart painting an involuntary smile on your face when his message came on your phone and I heard that lovely Mockingjay whistle. I’ve seen that eagerness in your eyes and worry in your words when you waited for his reply or call. Lots of days I’ve witnessed your love through the windows of your words and most of them were accompanied with a mild wind of happiness which would wet and blur the windows of sadness all around. You both drenched themselves for days but the rain never stopped. I witnessed it from a distance with an umbrella and smiled in amusement. It makes all the sense now why you people didn’t even need an umbrella back then, you just had each other and each other’s arms. I don’t know and remember much about your first official date but I know it involved few things- two cups of coffee (maybe ice-tea), trembling hands, beating hearts and hesitant words off two hesitant lips. He wanted to remember each moment and you wanted to live every next one with him. Climbing, falling, scared, again falling and again climbing- such were your thoughts and such is your journey. But one thing remained intact throughout- your love and his commitment, your excitement and his calmness, your never ending cheerful talks and his gaze at you in astonishment. You flew together and you've met some hailstorms too, Clouds rained cheerfully very often and sometimes lightening occurred too. But you both flew strong and you’ve defied every doubtful thought. I’m a tiny-little-small bit proud of myself, for all the pushes I gave you to move ahead with him in the start. I did that because I saw you happy in true sense and imagined my own fantasy love story coming true. Today you looks happier than ever and more beautiful than any other day. Both of you are the star-crossed lovers of my life and you’ve  finally ended up together.

THE PROPOSAL

He whispered, “I love you”

And kept the phone down,

She danced all night, wanting to reciprocate,

It’s been two years, she hasn't heard from him.

Apparently, in his universe, love was just another word.

THE EULOGY

Nearby dewy window, 
He inked a mellifluous letter and plucked some flowers.

She never came, 
But flowers still matched her scarf and 
The letter bloomed as her eulogy.

THE REVENGE

He begged his slayer, to spare his life,

The white tiger unheeded his plea,

To avenge the death of its family,

They hunted to make a fancy rug!

Sigh, at that spell, he was the entire human race!

THE MORNING AFTER!

She slept a doll,

And woke up a woman

The insipid reality awaited her,

They said, He would be her reverence.

The god, sanctified her,

That morning Blood adorned her dress.

WHY WON'T THIS WORLD END

It was just another day

Or, another unfortunate day.

She waited for the bus with a friend.

The bus came,

But dressed like a coffin on wheels.

Six monster faces came out,

And took them away.

Christmas was near.

Seemed nearer in the crowded city.

Those animals on a rampage,

Lashed her cannibal whips.

They violated her body,

And raped her terrified soul.

She scratched and screamed,

Wasn't there someone outside?

Why would people want to bury her alive?

They threw her away,

On naked winter road to die.

Made her past over-sized,

Colored it dark black monochrome.

Present with painful anger

And a future of decomposed hopes.

Yesterday,
She opened her eyes in hospital,

Asked a question and then slept forever.

She asked, "What was my fault?"

Doctors heard, her parents heard and everyone else.

Her questioned still answered,

People decorating their homes

And buying cheerful lights and colors.

Still we will celebrate Christmases,

And wait for a blind Santa?

MY UNICORN

The needle is vibrating,
My piezometer is sighing.
Percussions.
Whacky and sophisticated.
Painting like a child, working random.
I'm filtering the tears.

It's unseen,
An uncontrolled unicorn playing a sweet parody.
Not revering to the expected,
Expecting the unexpected.
They saw a hooligan,

Met a geek.
Carving the impasto, the impeccable,

And working closely,
For a one off piece.
But,
What of them, the irresponsive.
I sighed alone,
They laughed in numbers.
Drinking the unfermented,
They,
Wearing the cloudy glasses,
Expected the unexpected.
They saw a sinner,
Met a saint.
Holding the grail,
And playing the gramophone,
My God on vacation ,
The end was near, it was December.
It was a false dawn,
Fallout.
Experiencing the quantum leap,
Digging the roots to infinite.
I reached the same, unfurnished room.
Her escaping shadows and scent,
Erasing me, were all around.
She was used as a bet,
And the Unicorn was caught,
He gave up.
And he said again,
"I deserve more."

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