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A play of dreams

Tuesday, February 14, 2017



At 2 am, I saw you for the very first time
At Brooklyn’s in one of my dreams.
By 3 am, we were talking of dandelions, cocoa and books
Over red velvety loaf of bread.
Later that night, I woke up to a whisper in my ear
And I thought you’d never get a chance to complete your venture story.
At 4:07 sharp, while the going was good,
We kissed goodbyes in a yet another dream
And I woke up in disbelief to
Such phenomenal a stroke of luck
But this time you won’t return. I was so sure.
Before I found myself down on my knees
A stunning you standing right in front of me, taken aback
By the ring in my hand.
But dreams are a tall tale and I pulled myself back
Before I was drawn too far away in its pleasances.
At 7, I saw you in the mirror
While running razor against my stubble.
I stargazed you in my bowl of cornflakes,
Waldorf salad, beaten eggs, in the nightfall of
My closed eyes, and a dozen other things by 9.

This is how you lose

Wednesday, February 8, 2017

When I was a kid, my mom
used to say, "Son! Addictions are bad."
And as I grew up, everything that
happened to me proved how wrong she was.
Addictions aren't bad. They're devastating.
And it’s sad how something so endearing
can prove dire at times.

Je t’aime / Two fireflies

Friday, January 20, 2017

I look into your eyes
And see a world full of love
In your eyes I see lush green fields
And a log cabin in the wide open
country; Amid mustard greens
You rambling, sprinkling life upon the yields
A river running not too far away
Outlined by a grove of autumn-stricken trees.