SENSELESS POEM

 Someone stole last two days of February and we act like that's OK. 

It really is okay 

that I don't have to try to be happy for two more days this year.

That sand castles are going to fall anyways.

We are in a loop and I can't even move.

Dimly lit rooms hold me to their bosoms , not my mother. 

I know how to chew my throat and bleed in silence.

Love has forgotten me, still I reach it's home, am uninvited guest. 

Yesterday I cut my hair and now I don't see the point.

Tell me whether my ex was a criminal or a magician.

Gift me channel thirteen on Christmas and expect nothing. 

My father says he is sorry for himself because he is 'my' father.

The new house has five bedrooms and I chose the one at corner.

The scar on the forehead of the child I met at grocery is in shape of a crescent.

The librarian smokes and coughs, tells it is to slot his guilt out. 

There are invisible vultures forming a halo over my head.

At dinner tables and family functions you cut me open and what do you expect _ eggs of gold? 

Take a deep breath and relax.

My toxic trait is I cancelled the appointment with my therapist.

Movies say love is enough to fix people, I haven't gotten my share of it.

I sleep in the bath tub and  Picasso missed a muse. 

Intestines boil like a frog in hot water.

Cities scream your name.

Kisses from grandmother taste like church.

We are praying to made up Gods. 

I know all these won't make sense just like my other words.

But please please please please bear with me..

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