Tuesday, November 25, 2008

When they met…


They met like the raindrops
meet the parched earth.
They embraced,
her face fitting perfectly between
the curves of his back.
Her arms around his waist and
his arms on hers,
talking about everything
till the seconds converted into minutes
and minutes into hours.
together till the sun set and
the moon came knocking.
They loved, laughed, talked and cried…
till her tears and his sweat
merged and
there was nothing
but some salt
between them.
They were together again,
and between them the time melted
and the moments froze.

Shubhra
June 28, 2008

I posses her…


I beat her to death
or near death
the pink skin is no more pink
its red and blue
her body does not smell of jasmine
it smells of blood
after I am exhausted and done
I cannot take her anymore
then there I lie with her
soaked in her blood and in my sweat
I possess her at that moment
her limpless body and lifeless soul
something I could not do when she was alive

I had given her 24 hours
to run the last lap of her life
to do whatever she wanted
to say hellos and if need be some byes...
to express thanks or to say sorry...
24 hours was all she had
after that she would never be the same

I had told her very clearly
don't know if she believed me
but now she lies there spent and over
I feel victorious
I finally possess her
no one can take her away now, no one!!!

Shubhra
September 26, 2008