selfless

 

Did you not notice

It was my ghost you married?

A selfless #party. 

#vss365 

#haiku #senryu ?

the first act

 

My first college play was about a killer. Only the director knew who was cast as the killer.

She/he wore a balaclava. 

The victims had to read a random text. As if they were #chanting. 5 died that night. Including the director.

From that day, no one there read aloud.

#vss365

fake

 

There are three stages in AI dating:

1. Logging in is the old foreplay. Usually fast but, at times, it takes time.

2. Romantic #overture, as in non-AI dating, is mostly copy-paste.

3. Climax can't be faked. You know where you have reached, not how long it will take.

#vss365

WTF

 

What do I do when I can't write a few lines?

I mumble along with the ol' Bard,

"When I find myself in times of trouble..."

Or, #laughing crazily, listen to politicians!

That always tickles my Muse.

After deleting the unmentionables,

I have a lovely post saying "WTF!"

#vss365

Much ado

 

"What do you do?"

"Study the dynamics at multiple scales, from nanoscopic to mesoscopic and microscopic."

"Ah! You look at the dance of the miniscule!"

"What do you do?"

"I write poetry about love."

"Much ado about nothing...err...the #miniscule?"

"Don't be rude, sir!"

#vss365

Carry On...

 

"You showed your true #colours. Chameleon!"

"Killing the metaphor?"

"Oooh, I love your lady's fingers."

"Jealous?"

"You had her fruit salad! You who won't touch fruits at home."

"Here, I have you."

"Veg & fruits substitute?"

"You or that?"

"Carry on eating, boy."

#vss365

(In memory of the Carry On series... 🙃  )

Scrap

 

Found Ophelia within an old scrapbook.

Should I look for you in such places?

That damned guy was cursed, was he not?

And I chose him as role-model.

Did I paint the room #black to see the stars better? Idiot!

Maybe not. I did find you, didn't I? To lose you.

#vss365

a different beautiful story

 

I searched for her before every race. She was always there. It's not that she could make me run faster.

It's like watching the #sun rise or set. I can watch it alone. It's no less/more beautiful when there's a love’s hand in mine. It's just a different beautiful story.

#vss365

from 

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2011/03/memory-of-girl.html

sensual

 

Can it be a photo exhibition if there is only one exhibit?

The focus is on the bed with creased white sheet. 

A woman lies on her side. I knew her. 

"It's my husband," the lady next to me said.

"My first love," another said. 

"What kind of #sensual trick is this?"

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2017/01/the-photo.html

passion

 

We were crazy that night, the sex was rough and gentle in equal measure. I brought out years of suppressed #passion, hers seemed no less.

I am not sure when she left.

She must have gone to the river. 

A crowd gathered outside my house, ready with stones and machete.

#vss365

from

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

romance

 

Resuscitating

Our

Moment

Amidst

Noise

Chaos

Etc.

#vss365 #romance

#acrostic

fighting all

 

Uncle Jose has fought with commies, feminists, fascists, the religious, atheists...oh, the list goes on.

When I found him cooing to a lady, "O #ethereal being...", I felt betrayed. 

He whispered to me, "Wait for that earthy creature's response. Ha! Ta ta, old romance."

#vss365

toxic

 

"Swapna, do you know what's the worst thing about love?"

"What?"

"You fall for love, not in...that takes two, even when it is toxic."

"Hmmm"

"Do you..."

"Hush."

"Oh, you have tucked me in, like a baby," Arjun said with a #winsome smile.

"That's a straightjacket."

#vss365

No Excuse Not To Love

 

Our kids are turning out to be like their parents. My girl keeps diaries full of poems, essays and #hopeless longing. My boy needs recognition from time to time. I envy them: unlike us, they have no excuse not to love. I think they have tried. I can see the bruises and 

#vss365

from

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2010/01/confessions-of-lady-next-door-from.html

The Man The Mop & The Other

 

In the dustiest corner of the library,

In a tome dustier and untouched,

I have at last found a poem

About a hero trudging along with a mop,

There's cooking and washing next,

With the same furrowed brow he labours,

There's no fair damsel for him

But there's a dusky one with a scowl so dark,

Spreadeagled on the couch, not waiting for him 

To say, "Only your 50% left to do, love."

But then, it is this poem you read,

To make you wonder about a world so unfair.

🥲😇🙃

The Job

 

"You have a boyfriend?"

"Had. Scooted after sex."

"Occupational hazard of bfs-gfs."

"Ok with it?"

"Depends."

"On?"

"What if he returns?"

"Don't be #morose. Risks of the job."

"Ah."

"You? Girlfriend?"

"Think so. Now."

"No thinking. Start working."

"Come here."

#vss365

This morning

 

This morning,

I read Mary Oliver

and

I smirked nearly snorted,

my lips curled up,

the love and the understanding,

that is all hogwash

but

I kept on reading 

till I thought

of a lovely hand 

holding a pen

or typing

lines I can read and read

not these

which are for a few likes

and nothing more

but I can feel

a bit of love and understanding

trust me

I can feel

that's something new.

Nowhere

 

Why do I seek the bright and beautiful

And stay away from the dark and shady?

Is it because I have enough of that within

And too little of the other in my life?

These are questions I ask the Grim Reaper

And we laugh rowing to familiar Nowhere.

#poetry ?

that joke

 

It's easy to #brood.

It's your laugh I remember.

Which side-splitting joke?

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

nomad

 

A nomad's life has three stages.

At first, he romanticizes all that he left behind.

Then, he visits. They want him only for what he brings.

Alas, back home for good,

#Beleaguered, erased, 

With no respect, dream or hope, 

Waiting for the moment 

To kill self and all.

#vss365

everything hurts

 

I stopped counting after 25 hours--

like an unnecessary epilogue I remained--

and it is now 25 years, they say.

Everything hurts for you, even the sunset, they say--

it is true I could do with a less #sombre shade--

when I try not to know you and I mean nothing no more.

#vss365