obsessed

 

Waves caressing us.

Every morn, need to feel that.

An #obsessed lover.

#vss365 

#haiku #senryu ?

the god of the lost

 

I should stop

The #blatant infidelity

When I look for her in you.

If you have been

To the island of no return,

You will understand.

There the sun hangs 

In limbo, there's neither 

Sunset nor sunrise,

One prays to nothing,

The god of the lost, 

A scary demon for most.

#vss365 

Hate's creator thou art, to hate's victim turnest

 

"Swaps, I've committed seppuku on social media."

"How?"

"Admitted I hate cats and dogs."

"Lemme be the kaishakunin."

"How?"

"Will say #beastly you hate kids too."

"Ironic."

"How?"

"They hate the kid in me."

"Hate's creator thou art, to hate's victim turnest."

#vss365

beastly

 

For once, I could be faithful.

Not that you have complained.

I didn’t carry the past and

I didn’t pack for the future.

We laughed at our fantasies and

We promised not to write a poem.

For a little while, I was not #beastly.

Not that I heard your complaint.

#vss365

the last swim

According to the stars,

I'm the #mountainous sort,

But you knew what I am,

#Enchanted by the beckoning sea.

Did I know what you were,

When we shared that dream 

Of spending a night high above

The clouds hiding the azure? 

You stayed back

And I delay the last swim.

#vss365

 

polyamory

 

"Swaps, firstly, it's lovely to be one of your 4 this #ValentinesDay."

"Secondly?"

"We 4 are not sure of our role."

"Ah!"

"Platonic overcelebration? Situationship à la mode with no #kiss rule?"

"Lady with 4 lovers. 1 guy dies. She can't be the killer, no?"

"Oh!"

#vss365

 

easy dark mood

 

Where are the lovers?

In cynicism's blind spot?

Erased by #dark mood?

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

from 'Touch'

 

On a Friday in early spring, I held Swapna’s hand for the first time. 

We were on the S-Bahn from Potsdam to Berlin. I spotted a vacant seat. I took her hand. I did not let go even after we were seated. 

That first #touch took six months.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/12/touch.html

we don't leave footprints

 

We don't leave footprints, do we, my love?

I try to lose mine in the deep.

But, you know there's not a decent #bone in me.

I pray for another chance.  

Not with you. Even when I hold you.

But, they laugh at our clown act.

They should throw coins where we try to meet.

#vss365

tourists

 

My village is a tourist hotspot.

Rajendran's Puttu Kada now serves: 'steamed rice and coconut sandwich cake, oeuf dur avec sel et poivre'.

The temple pond is a hotel's swimming pool called 'Happy Hour 24x7'. Nice ones come out #pale around the gills, the others vanish.

#vss365

Before I think of all that I do not wish to know

 

I know that I should think

Of the #blood spilled 

Of the #wounds inflicted

Of the pain and the agony

But I have got to stay sane

To ignore all that

And remember love

And feel you with me

And share the beautiful 

Before I think of all that I do not wish to know. 

#vss365 

get lost

 

Why did I leave her?

Cold black instead of #lambent,

Her eyes said get lost.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

ghosts of the living

 

The dead don't disturb

Unlike the creepy greedy

#Ghosts of the living.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

killed the wrong one

 

"Why are you wearing a black ribbon, Arjun?"

"My pet cockroach was murdered."

"Pet what?"

"Ma'am, after reading 'Metamorphoses', I had a dream in which Swapna turned into that."

"Swapna, are you wearing one to share his #pain?"

"No, Ma'am. I killed the wrong one."

#vss365

from 'Afterlife'

 

I was sixteen when it was discovered.

It seems we have been born straight from some historical age into the current times. 

That life of some yesterday, after death, decided to park its #soul or DNA or whatever, here, in us. 

#vss365

from my old note:

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2014/01/afterlife.html

from 'In Flight'

 

Thoughts merely placed-

in parenthesis-

which is within or without

which is in light or in #shadow

which is to barricade or to escape-

is a matter of mirth.

Waking to the alarum of resolution-

a clarion call or a swan song-

love or skeptic, live or die?

#vss365

from

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-flight-1993.html