Thursday, October 31, 2013

On your "indifference"

"You complained when i was out of touch"

"I did"

"Now i am in touch, but you are  not happy"

"It's good to get your message once in a while"

"But what's the use, you are still sulking"

"Is it enough to live on?"


Friday, October 25, 2013

foolish, foolish girl

Exactly what i feared is happening

But that is not to blame you, however
if i had feared it all along, 
shouldn't i be prepared to solve it?
 
I am not, 
because  I was hoping for the worst
but preparing for the best

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Your eyes

Are like stars
Shining, sparkling
Tantalizing

And forever out of reach

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Through

I knew i had to get you
Out of my system
I did not realize
The only way was
Through

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

look beyond the face, please

maybe it seems to you
 that i have no sorrows
or that i am self sufficient,
can dispel them on my own

Do not be fooled
That is only because 
I expect you to give me
What the world does not
To heal me
Where it has hurt
To make up for everything 
The world has done to me

In the first place

You, I expect not to be deceived
by my sunny appearance 
But that is what
has charmed you in the first place,
Unfortunately

Platitudes

i remember the days when
talk flowed freely
when you felt you could offload
the cares of your heart
the chaos of your mind
easily onto me
and i listened
and tried to lift your spirits
send you a warm hug in words

i lost track of
when my assurances
stopped convincing you
and you stopped believing me
and our conversation
became mere platitudes

you offload your troubles no more
because you know exactly what i will say
and you also know
i only say it to make you feel better
i don't even connect to your problems

I love you

those words really make me wonder
If you want to make me happy
Or if my presence makes you happy

Saturday, October 12, 2013

Dynamics of a tiff

When you fight with me,
I just want to win the argument

By the time i realize
That my winning
Does not make you happy
(Why should it?)
And only makes you withdraw
Into your shell
It is too late

Friday, October 11, 2013

And i was bedazzled to blindness

For the ruins of this
Temple of our love
I take responsibility
Even though it was your words
That fired the canon

The fire of my expectations
Burnt so bright 

It was no wonder
That you burst

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

dark circles

the first time i noticed
how deep they had dug
was when
freshly bereaved of your company
i thought of you
night and day

the day i decided to stop
they lightened, inexplicably

perhaps there is something to be said
for letting go
if it can reverse
withdrawal symptoms

Anyhow

"What if I had never come to you
We would both have led peaceful lives
Without pining for each other"

"In the next birth I will come to you,
then you won't feel responsible"

"I will be the guy then,
waiting for you"
"Yes, let us take turns"
"What if you are also a guy?"
"Then we would be gay"
":)"

Wasted hopes

Writing poems for you
Is like a blind man's lover
Dressing up for him

The world can see
What you will not

Should i have?

They say
A girl should make 
Her lover wait

But it seems to me
It depends
On what the girl wants

To be pursued
Or
To be loved

Not making you wait
Was worth it

You remind me of

When a smile
Became an obsession
And a whisper
Lit a spark
When a word
Had several layers of meaning
When a furtively passed note
Was literature
When evenings brought magic
And nights seemed to last forever
When dreams seeped into reality
And saturated all colors of life

You are the key
To the door to memories

You remind me ove

Sunny days
Never having to wear sweaters
Towels thretening to burn your skin
Drink after delicious drink
Of exotic juices
A splash in the water
Not ending in sneezes
An hour long ride without a jacket
Being perfectly normal
Going home for lunch
Eating rice for lunch
Dusty playgrounds
The smell of rain on parched earth
The smell of jasmine in the eveving
The smell of sun dried books
Books, books, and more books
The sight of ripe fruits
About to burst from their skins
The welcome sight of dust
Suspended in yellow sunshine
At all hours of the day