revengeful sublime

 

When the leaves are gone,

The #power of the sublime

Will turn revengeful.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

(Dusk-ThiruOnam 📷 mine)

superstition

 

Don’t be at #doorway

with broom in hand, they insist.

You looked so happy.

#vss365 

#haiku #senryu ?

safe haven

 

"If Newton had discovered the Philosopher's Stone, humanity would have blessed."

"We missed the #chance to get an #article titled '#Gold is not a safe haven' from the Chancellor of the Exchequer."

"Why have they called the bouncers?"

"Well, we are in a jewelry shop."

#vss365

from 'Flower girl'

 

Vishnu was still #conscious. He was curled up like a foetus. 

The brute gave Vishnu’s chest another kick. He picked up a heavy rock, squatted on one knee, ready to crush Vishnu's skull.

"Enough!" 

That order came from behind the crowd.

#vss365

from 

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/11/flower-girl.html

this & that

 

Writing's tough (for me).

1, make the list. Birds, trees, love, war, death, loss, whatnot.

2, cross out everything. Don't copy, stupid.

3, stare at the blank page. The genius act.

4, post that.

5, stare at the four walls (while they tighten the straightjacket).

6,

smell the ink still in the air,

remember that, 

that which was there with this then,

that #eludes me now, and this,

that lovely stink of sweaty us.

#vss365

brain fade?

 

When you asked,

Doubt the Jack-in-the-box and Suspicion 

Tied my shoelaces together,

Browsed the #past, begged AI to crystal gaze,

And

When you were at the door,

I must have asked what you asked,

Do you love me

or 

Was it rhetorical

or 

A statement, 

say,

Get lost?

#vss365 

bright blue morn

 

A bright blue morning. 

Brings wafts of #pungent incense

By your head, my love.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

for myself

 

Why do I write?

It's like love.

For me.

Not for you. 

Perhaps.

It's for #sentient myself. 

Not for robot me.

Cheap over-the-counter love gives me no high.

I've killed for it. 

Lived with guilt.

Not boasting.

Not recommending it either.

Given another chance,

it would still be the same.

Perhaps.

And why does this look like a poem.

When it is not.

That's for cheap love.

#vss365 

threesome

 

"Should we try a threesome?"

"Alone is best for this. Two is an #audacious challenge. Three would be suicidal."

"Good, aren't we, in this murder business?"

"Thx to love & possessiveness. That itself rules out 3."

"Right. Means to an end will become end of the means."

#vss365

the best time with

 

"Appa, what was the best time with Amma?"

"Every moment."

"Appa! What was the really really best?"

"I had a night out with some pals. Drunken #vigil, we used to call it. That night, I knew I was with the wrong company. Left before dawn. Showered. Went to Hotel Rajesh at 6 when they opened. Got a heavy dose of filter coffee. Knocked at her door. We kissed. She said, nice coffee. Ha! Then..."

"Then?"

"Then, you happened."

#vss365

one and the same

 

Why do we compare Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys,

Or The #Bionic Woman and The Six Million Dollar Man,

Is it because we are one and the same,

Or you are better than me to remember,

Or should I chase you away, my intruder,

From the silence and darkness of this long long wait?

#vss365

Domesticity

 

"What are you doing?"

"Writing."

"In the middle of..."

"Just a minute."

"It's our first night."

"Not the last night."

"It could be your last word."

"Exactly. Don't wait.

#Pummel the blank page with thoughts.

Domesticity!"

"Bah!"

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

censorship

 

Divine vision or #mystical inspiration or whatever it might be, it went against the guiding principles of the school and probably against the ethos of the society. 

The Principal decided that the student and his sketch should go.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2012/06/because-of-rain.html

this beast

I've been a beast,

this saint confesses:

not a caress

only roughness,

silence

& fussy deafness,

crude talk

& the excuse of old pastime,

chasing #rainbows

with rotten principles & outrage,

scoff

& make it all your fault,

crack the mirror

hell's too good for this devil.

#vss365

Love's been gone for too long

 

Love's been gone for too long, 

I wouldn't know how I should be-

Scowl in sun-kissed love-nests

Or #laugh in dark godforsaken alleys?

Will these cold eyes find a smile,

Will I swallow the cynical wit,

Do I know how to touch and kiss?

Quite sure it ain't like swimming or cycling.

But then, that too is strange to me,

If it comes in deep water or on two wheels,

There's going to be a valid excuse

To escape from the kiss of life.

#vss365

the other in my office

 

There’s no poetry in my office.

It's 10 feet by 10 feet, a tight pack

Of 4 places – for me & another

And 2 love-birds that coo elsewhere.

I watch the ants perfect a straight march.

I've named the #spider in the left corner.

There's plenty to do till the other arrives...

#vss365 

from 

https://gatheredthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2011/03/office.html

from 'The Story of Swapna'

 

Alone, wandering, searching in the vast expanse-

The air spoke past’s agony- the night before dawn.

I was not alone for I could hear a gentle sobbing-

Another lonely heart; breaking #rules, the like did attract.

#vss365

(from 'The Story of Swapna' circa early 90s)

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2009/07/his-story-searching-and-finding-1991.html

Do you mind if I say I love you?

 

They caught their breath.

"Do you smoke after sex?"

"Never checked."

"Can I say I love you?"

"Depends."

"Lifelong bondage?"

"Nope."

"Unconditional care with unlimited #sass?"

"Ok."

"Good."

"Well, say it."

"What?"

"Pass the ciggie."

"I love you."

"Me too."

#vss365

from 'The Last Time I Wrote About Love'

 

Which #angel scattered diamonds upon this field –

O wicked one! Why do you #charm me so?

Life seems so light with its wish to join you,

But the gentle air alone caresses and beckons.

#vss365

from 

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-time-i-wrote-about-love.html

total eclipse at noon

 

The total eclipse at noon, wind, rain, lightning, thunder, swaying trees, cries for help-

all that added to the #charm of the danger within.

He entered the bedroom. Closed the door and knelt. The figure by the window smoked a beedi. 

"Lovely, right?"

"Yes, Mistress."

#vss365

Sherin's note

 

'Remember Sherin's suicide note?' 

I read aloud that comment on her post.

Got a #scowl in return.

Found nothing about that. 

Should not have disturbed the ghosts in unmarked graves. The boy under her Jeep. Her cousin's unsuitable affair. The disposed others.

When I say love you

What do I choose to forget?

Your sins or myself?

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

from 'When I was King'

 

I was a king for six months. 

In Beluru, not even a village then. In my 1st school, a hut with a moat of mud.

An imp with #mischief in her eyes raised a flutter in my chest. Could have made her mine if I knew I was king. I was a fool instead. Tried hard to be like her.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2012/12/when-i-was-king.html

from 'Never Together Ever Again'

 

"Dragon Chicken always makes me cry," I said.

She nodded with #tear-filled eyes.

The kids did not seem embarrassed. 

Farewell was a quick affair. 

The kids had the same expression when we got into the taxi. That look that says we will never be together ever again.

#vss365

from my short story 'Never Together Ever Again'

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2019/12/never-together-ever-again.html

exhume and bury

 

I am in love:

To say that 

(to myself, 

to find #purpose)

Exhumed all the lies

Guilt and self-preservation

Buried deep in amnesiac bog.

In that same space will rot  

All that was called love

In an imagined past, 

To confess this 

(to you,

to live again):

I love you.

#vss365

Which one are you?

 

After the men left for #spiritual pastures, Aswathy said to Sudarshana, “That Sreekumar...there’s something troubling him. I think he is the kind who goes for the other woman.”

 

“And, his other one wonders about his another one,” Sudarshana said.

 

“Which one are you?”

 

#vss365

from a long short story I wrote in Berlin (kept me busy during the Christmas-Silvester break of '00):

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/12/4-deal.html

I should not write poetry

 

I should not write poetry

before the Sunday biriyani lunch.

I should not write poetry

before making love to you.

Don't ask me 

why the biriyani comes before that.

The operative part is

I should not write poetry.

#SundayMorningThoughts

when it started

 

Our demons revisited us often. Somewhere along the way, we married. The kids turned out ok. Despite us. 

We thought we would #mellow as empty nesters.

We laid to rest one insecurity. We were going to stick with each other till the end. 

Maybe, that’s when it started.

#vss365

from

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2020/12/when-it-ended.html

let the tear slide along

 

I am the child of your glance,

it is these depths that lure,

Blink, hold on no more,

let the tear slide along,

from 

furious rapids,

scorned depths,

love unrealized,

#innocence r@ped,

shattered mind,

bleeding heart,

let the tear slide along,

it may carry

a little pain.

#vss365 

from

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2009/10/sketch-of-you-and-me.html

contrarian

 

"You love me," I said.

"You too love me," she replied.

#Contrarian fling.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

deviant behaviour

 

#vss365 (ok, it's not very short)

"Is this the little kid I carried?" she sounded just like Topol in 'Fiddler on the Roof'.

"How now brown cow?"

"This is not the time for Benny Hill," she shifted to Michael Corleone.

"Okie. Wassup?"

"My kid's in love."

"That’s lovely."

"And having sex."

"Come on, that’s better than depression and loneliness."

"That's #deviant. It should be banned outside marriage."

"Why should parents spend lots on a wedding for people to have sex?"

"That’s a parent's right. Eeew! Thinking about it gives me the creeps."

"Move with the times. Who is the lucky one?"

"Your kid."

"What the hell! Yuck! How can they? We should get them married."

"They are not interested."

"Tradition! Tra dee shon!" 

We did the wine-bottle dance to drown our sorrow in sweat and tears.

Isn't that what we do

 

How can I forget those times 

When you found comfort 

Lying on top of me

#Taffeta over plain old rag

I practised for such moments

The eyes, the touch, the words

There's no malice or deception

Isn't that what we do

To look good in any way

You too did well, my love

#vss365

serious business

 

Is that

a #cummerbund

or a tummy tucker,

and keds 

for a black-tie affair?

Is it all

for love,

desperate

distraught

disaster?

Be yourself,

Be free,

Or flee,

Don't slurp, 

Oh don't be you.

Jokes aside,

It's serious business,

Buy the asset,

Hedge well,

Trade or invest?

#vss365

Grave Masala

 

A 54-year-old billionaire says he committed 2 murders 39 years back.

He started as a tea-seller. We use his peculiar #masala in every dish, not just tea.

"Can't get enough bodies to make that," he apologizes.

Netizens have come out in support under the hashtag #UseMe.

#vss365

Swami

 

"Hardship is the #prism through which our light gets to show all its colours."

"Arj, stop!"

"Swaps, I have got 98 'thoughts'. Need one more."

"For what?"

"To be named Swami Arjunananda."

"If your thoughts can be numbered, so are your days."

"Ah!"

"Now, get lost."

#vss365

gone cuckoo

 

My shrink suggested a joint session. 

"Gone cuckoo?" I said.

The other entered the room saying, "Kids! Pets! Definitely the devil's work!"

It was love at first sound. One's #hamartia became a virtue.

No more sessions for us. Madly in love, the rest seems less crazy. 

#vss365

from 'The Woman'

 

She knew how to make him squirm. Shower him with praise.

She poked the dagger of attention at his Achilles #heel. Liberally sprinkled the salt of affection on that wound. Went on with her eulogy.

His visage resembled a fresco with scenes from Torquemada’s inquisition.

#vss365 

from an old short story of mine 'The Woman':

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2015/07/the-woman.html

nice and understanding

 

"He's nice and understanding. Has he done something bad?"

"Really want to know?"

"Yes."

"He's a serial killer of tree-choppers."

"If you want to take their #space, yours should be taken. I too will go after that lot. After the waste-dumpers."

"Made for each other."

#vss365

sleep talking

 

"I love you.

I can't.

I can still feel your touch, Sonia."

(Slap) 

"Ouch!"

"You were talking in your sleep."

"Soliloquy?"

"Dialogue."

"A #vagary of AI."

"Who is Sonia?"

"Sonia?"

"Dream of people you know."

"Won't you feel jealous?"

"Me?"

"You are human."

"You are not."

#vss365

Why did you

 

When we shared daydreams,

Why did you lie-

Mischievous or was it foreplay?

If only I still had more than it seems.

When we tried not to be an #enigma, 

Why did you insist I lose the other we-

Possessive or was it lost love n lust?

If only I still had all that's stigma.

#vss365 

why did you...

 

"These ladies loved you."

"Not love, Ma'am. Attraction, perhaps. Eventually an embarrassing thought. It was I who loved them. In love with them."

"Then, why did you kill them?"

"Love's #progenitor

And sentinel is sweet death. 

Pluck the lovely bloom."

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

Parallel lives

 

It was a hectic day. I had chosen too many #parallel lives.

As usual, my body went to office.

During a presentation, I fumbled at two points. 

Two other lives exerted their influence – first, making love to Ann; and second, the fight with my nemesis, my twin.

#vss365

from one of my few sci-fi short stories (it's not a genre I enjoy reading):

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/12/12-31-3010.html

War

 

Yama's #susurrus

Soothes souls. For the living dead,

Clarion call for change.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

married?

 

have you married? she asked.

(have? not are? is it a #primordial urge?)

widower and divorced, i said.

(right order?)

a murderer plagued by guilt, she said.

(thought)

better story other way around, she added.

(yawned)

once shy twice bitten, i said.

(in an empty room)

#vss365

To Swapna

 

In loneliness company made, in silence a tune to rouse,

In gloom a smile to blossom, in dying life to be astride.

In pain did descend dearly into depths too black – reason too late –

Too late – fiery lines #slash upon lighter blue as a growing strain.

#vss365

from

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2009/10/oddity-iv.html

monsters

 

"Swaps, it's our old gang."

"I could tolerate them when they admitted their class, caste and religion decided all. Now, they say love gave #shape to everything. People who forget their sins are monsters."

"Idiots."

"Us."

"With too little love, it shows."

"Shut up!"

#vss365

Sharing before...

 

They shared that scene in early light; listened to the same birdsong; felt nipples stiffen as the fresh cool touch of chilly morning air caressed naked #skin; and, breathed in air with a tinge of eucalyptus.

They looked at each other before going inside to another life.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2011/04/story-tellers-sabbatical.html

To You...

 

"Bruised, scarred,

which balm will ease you,

which hand refused,

the silence shatters,

which word would bind

that wishes no longer

to be whole."

"Swaps, don't laugh."

"If you have been using such words to be a knight in shining armour, it's no wonder you are #single."

#vss365

from

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2009/10/sketch-of-you-and-me.html

Pfft

 

When love was snatched,

Tried to say "Pfft,

#Splinter can cause

More lasting pain."

That and other

Weak barricades

Crumbled to dust

With first #sunbeam.

#vss365

Do you believe the vision before you

 

Do you believe the #vision before you

when life seems sublime,

graced by whoever's above,

caressed by sweet love,

or 

when life is the usual,

screwed by the corrupt,

without water or power,

or 

when there's black nothingness,

with too much past too little future?

#vss365

from 'A Storyteller's Sabbatical'

 

That turn in the path. The tree house. 

He could still see what his young eyes saw then.

The man peeing behind a tree. Grey hair, prim and proper. Half-sweater over shirt, well-ironed pant, polished shoes. Stern eyes staring at the young boy. A #predator eyeing a prey.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2011/04/story-tellers-sabbatical.html

in the doghouse

 

11 minutes past midnight. I'm in the doghouse.

Because I called her a #narwhal.

Why did she google?

"Corpse-whale?"

I too googled then.

"See. It symbolizes uniqueness, mystery, freedom, and intuition."

"Get out."

"Can I finish my pizza?"

#vss365 can be so life-altering.

calm temperament

 

"Are you calling me a chameleon?"

"Swaps, why can't you be romantic for three seconds?"

"With you, Arj?"

"Ah."

"A seal?!"

"I said:

Love is a #selkie,

Could be mine if I knew how.

Calm temperament."

"Oh! You want me to be that. Bloody patriarchy!"

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

Living together

 

"I saw a #wraith-like version of you coming out of our son's room. Wearing your nightwear."

"That's your son's living together partner."

"Why is she here? Why did you give her that? They can't do it here. Even we don't, do we?"

"Come here, old man. Let them be safe."

#vss365

Let him have love

 

"Can he stay with your mother?"

"Is your mother ok with that? Has she forgiven him?"

"No. Never. On that topic, #clarity is her middle name."

"Agree with her. He's cheated her as long as I've been alive."

"He doesn't have much time. Let him be where he wants to be." 

#vss365

Peace. Not War.

 

Herd #immunity-

Why did we choose wrong target?

Against peace. Not war.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

Will you marry me?

 

The scene would have made Van Gogh cut off his right ear or Wordsworth prance on the vale like a senile seven-year-old. Such a setting is fine when you enjoy solitude or #soporific matrimony. Many brave men before me have fallen from grace on such a scene, I knew.

My head was tilting to the right and hers to the right too, ready for a long and tender kiss (as per philematologists' decree). 

Without going on my knees, I crooned to that amazing lady, “Will you marry me?” 

She replied, “Enschuldigung, ich verstehe nicht (Sorry, I don’t understand).” 

I knew enough German to translate but I did not.

#vss365

from

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/09/will-you-marry-me.html

The Fight

 

In the fight of '83, the neighbour had the support of some. We fought alone.

Another neighbour, the rich one eyeing both our properties, egged us on.

Gentian violet #dissolved in fish washing water was used. 

I was at the receiving end.

Married their daughter in '03.

#vss365

Sharing (On the 5 am bus from Pilani)

 

She was a school teacher. My first semester in college. On the 5 am bus from Pilani to Delhi.

Even before Loharu, we began confiding. The comfort of strangers? We wanted to trust someone.

Scared. Sharing troubles can be misunderstood.

No names to rupture the #sutured.

#vss365

senryu or elegy

 

"Arjun, stop wailing. 

She is dead. And without you, 

In a better place."

"Is that a #senryu, 

Or a cruel #elegy?

Succinct truth cuts deep."

"How about a movie?"

"The Omen, Swaps. She shaved my head once. Tattooed the mark of the beast."

"$9.99?"

"Funny Valentine."

#vss365 

A selcouth postprandial tale

 

For the kids, 

A #selcouth postprandial tale:

"We faced the worst demons

To have the bare minimum,

She had four brothers,

Who would have put me in ICU 

Because they were there to do that,

I was on her balcony every night,

Not for love,

For friendship..."

#vss365 

#truestory

Copycat, kiss the rat

 

"They are Trouble," a priest said when we were born.

"Irritating twins with #echolalia," teachers complained.

In our 20s, police tried to pin a dozen murders on us. But, "Which one?"

We shouldn't have fallen in love with twins with the sobriquet Copycat Black Widows. 

#vss365

Scavenger

 

He has no reason to live nor die

He has no #karma nor bhakti to guide

He gathers pain from every corner

Searching for some way, some answer...

When one fears not death

Can one be mortal

And love, and dream,

And live, and pray...

#vss365

from

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2009/08/scavenger.html

intrigue

 

Apart from the stunning view, the room had an #additional intrigue: a photo gallery.

On two walls, photos of the rural urban divide.

On the 3rd, a photo of a corridor in an old house, sunlight creeping in reluctantly, a small footprint imprinted on the dark red floor.

#vss365

from an old short story of mine 'Like You and Me' (where Shokie meets her nemesis):

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2020/11/like-you-and-me.html

Fantasy Island 2.0

 

She read the poster in front. 

‘Massage, spa, infinity pool, discounts for enema, purgation, vomiting, spiritual and physical rejuvenation, bring out the old you, become the new you.’

"Is this the spiritual #conversion that's going to save us?"

"Fantasy Island 2.0."

#vss365

from 

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2018/05/reunion.html

assured bonus

 

Her companions always made her parents very uncomfortable. The last one was an insurance agent. 

He tried to sell to them an insurance #product which 

‘assured kids a happy future, and promised a hefty bonus if the parents met with an untimely demise in the 3rd year’.

#vss365 

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/04/who-troubled-mrs-vijayan.html

Premsucks

 

Marriages are made in heaven. We, at Premsucks, create that heaven. 

'Ideal partners at an impressionable age': that's not vacuous #promotion. 

Take my case. Pa chose Rocky after she floored me with a left hook.

"Her innocent look after the deed decided it," Pa said.

#vss365

give and take

 

The visitors' exit was sullen and hasty.

“What did I do?”

“You didn’t give them what they want.”

“I am new here. They are supposed to give.”

“Is that how it works in the city?”

“Sure. Give and take."

“Do you get any visitors?”

“No, but the principle holds in any #place."

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2016/10/bumpkin.html

assured bonus

 

Her companions always made her parents very uncomfortable. The last one was an insurance agent. 

He tried to sell to them an insurance #product which 

‘assured kids a happy future, and promised a hefty bonus if the parents met with an untimely demise in the 3rd year’.

#vss365 

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/04/who-troubled-mrs-vijayan.html

segmentation

 

I was not old

When #segmentation 

Hit me hard,

In class 3, 

In a convent 

With boys till 4,

Sr Brenda

Punished me

For whoknowswhat,

"Sit with the girls,"

she said,

"Away from those 6 boys."

Hurts even today,

When I'm with a lady,

I feel the jealousy of 6.

#vss365

#truestory

I am still there

 

I bought a time-machine.

Killed Hitler.

Visited Atlantis and Pompeii.

Stopped my parents from marrying.

I came back to the present.

I am still there.

#Customer service says, 

"Sorry. No refund."

#vss365

from

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2021/10/the-riddle-of-time-machine.html

Love is like God

 

"Love is like God. When times are good, one assumes that it’s there; when times are bad, one hopes that it’s there; and at other times, who really cares," I said, without much hope in #marketing that to her.

"Anything marketable is certainly worth it," she said.

#vss365

from

https://gatheredthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-gods-sake-listen.html

The strife that is life

 

#vss365

The strife that is #life began on these steps no one now dares to tread upon.

We sat down there near the water. On step 1. Sand-mining has taken that. It used to be called the Bathing step.

We made love on the next few steps. Not all the way. She said let's wait till I'm only yours. I was fine with that. I was hers.

These are the Temple steps too. Did we forget that? Did they snatch her from me because of that? That was on step 7. 

No one goes even to 20. The place for killers and ghosts, they say. I killed my lot. Before the others. The kid finished me. They keep me alive.

I went with another to 21. She got so scared. Saw the true bloody me, she says. She saw her too. How can she be scared of her? Of love?

I don't go there often. Only when I wake up from nightmares that keep me in a coma. When the vines release my limbs. When the Serpent, the one that leaves the golden trail, lets me breathe just to wish I could not. 

I am here, the Sun says. She too.

Death for Comic Relief

 

"Class, for today's Comic Relief, the topic is: #Death. Arjun?"

"Wham! Bam! Thank you, Ma'am.

Grim Reaper says that to all.

Sans gender bias."

"Swapna?"

"It's not always wham,

Can be a careless whisper.

Death is like a fart."

"Out, you two."

"Last Christmas"

"Out!"

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#haiku #senryu ?

(Apologies to the spirits of GM & Wham!)

Life in Court

 

She studied the #grief, the determination and the rare smiles. In Court, no case is personal or confidential. At first, it seems like a breach of trust. Later, it is like a cure. Initially, each grievance sounds strange and harsh. Then, just oft-repeated scenes. Life!

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from an old short story of mine: 'The First Lover'

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-lover.html

Jane Wick

 

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Hang by a #thread,

That's the 1st situation in

Mix'd marital arts.

After a decade

Of mating-dating we thought

We knew the other.

That 1st night I shooed

Away her pesky dog,

She said, "I'm Jane Wick."

Morning after, with

My nunu still tied to fan,

We said, "Jane." "Arjun"

the echoes of silent memories

 

She did not have any #luggage to wait for. 

"I'll take you home if you will buy for me a cup of coffee."

"Hi," she said softly turning towards him.

For a while, they stood there. With the echoes of silent memories.

"What'll you do if I grab you and kiss you?"

"Try."

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from an old story of mine, or is it from my diary?

"On the first page of the notes, I saw a date marked near the left margin '17/3/1997'..."

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-for-weekend-from-scrap-shop-v.html

Who should I blame

 

Who should I blame,

The useless middle-class

Or the rich and powerful,

For these rules

And censorship,

All for my well-being?

Why do they rob 

Me of that Mittyesque #euphoria 

Those few moments 

When I can have sex

And vengeance

And the bloody ohsoawful truth?

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My autobiography

 

My autobiography in Ghibli form. 

(Thanks to Ghibli & Grok)

                          Without my love                                 

With my love

revealing

 

First love, on first date,

Saw my #velveteen undies.

Ne’er got to first base.

Moral of the tale:

Reveal one’s inner self for

Unrequited love.

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#haiku #senryu ?

redruM Big Brother

 

"Seen this, Swaps?"

"What, A?"

"Today's headline is a #haiku.

Huge tariff on jokes.

Register to #canoodle.

Big Brother is Here."

"redruM."

"Don't get the second line."

"Can't find anyone?"

"Where should I register for a can of noodle?"

"We need you in politics."

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lay bare love

 

I wish I knew a wise poet

To lay bare love.

She will hear out my tragic case,

Scoff at the acidic guilt burning,

"That alone keeps old love alive."

And, smirk at new love.

"Cream on stale cake to sate #desire.

Who wants to know 

What we think 

When we say 

I love you."

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