One look, one word
And I died everyday
I didn’t kiss you
Now, after 23 years
I still live
For one word, for one look
And for one kiss
To encode life
Into my 23 pairs
One look, one word
And I died everyday
I didn’t kiss you
Now, after 23 years
I still live
For one word, for one look
And for one kiss
To encode life
Into my 23 pairs
Thus I crawl from one doorstep to another.
Waiting for the Death,
Hoping it will show up when I sleep.
SHE: ఏమనుకున్నావూ, ఏదో చెత్త పోయెట్రీ రాస్తే మనమేదో మాట్లాడుకుంటామూ, దగ్గరవుతామూ అనా? నా సంగతి నీకు తెలీదూ? అయినా నువ్వెవరు, అసలూ? HE: నేను నిన్ను నువ్వు అన్నప్పుడు పర్లేదు అని నువ్వన్నప్పుడు, మొట్టమొదటి రోజు ఇంత పెద్ద...
You dismissed my words, remember? You kept track of me to swat at a merest chance And months later, You sent me a philosophical missive For that, here is an ordinary poem Read this and delight in your reflection...
I just had a dream. I dreamt that you were trapped in your house. Also, maybe you had fever. I was desperate to see how I can reach you. And then the scene changed. I was knocking on your door. Door opened and your...
There she is again, walking by, Head buried in her phone. All legs. I tried to forget them, And instead to think of her face, And of her thoughts, Of her nature, of her interests, her likes, Her dislikes, and of all the...
Everyone out. She’s in. Her signature walk, a dancer’s. Her asymptotic look in the elevator, grazing my face like a bullet. Saw her in red today. On my floor, sitting surrounded by plants, facing me. Fully...
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