Apology letter

Don't know what made me

Have that cup of tea tonight. 

And now I am restless. 

And the mood is not right.

You must be wondering,

What's up with the sappy sighs

But it's only for tonight,

I can have you by my side.

I know it's very late and

you would rather say goodbye.

But I don't want to see you go,

and let you off my sight.

I can feel your struggle

to be with me tonight. 

But somehow, 

For today,

I cannot apologize. 

Just stay with me tonight

Tomorrow, 

at first light,

I will let you go.

I will apologize. 

Same Old Dreams

Walls have been painted afresh

A mild yellow

Creaming the white

The bed is polished to a shine

Ornate edges 

Gleaming bright

Pillows are fluffed and puffed

White cottoned

Laced at the trims

Curtains sway by the window

Dancing shadows

While the evening dims

She lays, arm draped on her eyes

Breathing softly.

Asleep, it seems....

On a brand new bed, 

The eyes hide

the same old dreams

the same old dreams....

Will the spirit rise?

Will the wing grow back? 

Broken, crushed

The keening sobs

Painfully hushed

Will the spirit ever rise?

Overpowered. 

Fragrant dreams,

Forever soured

She could be a butterfly

Her wings torn

Struggling to fly

Spirit gone

She chooses to be a dragon

Terrifying alone

Her blood of fire

A heart of stone

-Piyu

Cheers

 A rickety table. Blue with white legs.

A red checkered tablecloth

creating small triangles on four sides.

A stray by the floor.

His eyes half sleepy, half expectant.

A bowl of peanuts, mostly broken.

To go with cheap local beer,

served in glasses used for 

orange juice by the day. 

Distant sound of waves, mixed with moist salty wind.

Sky a kaleidoscope of pink, fuchsia and grey

bidding adieu to the setting sun.

They sit in silence

nonchalance bred through years of familiarity.

Eyes vacant, lips closed

The evening has a single word

of conversation,

'CHEERS' 

करवट

फिर सूरज सो गया, ओढ़ के रात की चादर,

फिर तेरे ख्वाबों ने मेरे आंखों में करवट ली ।

Missed call

The screen lit up, it read 'You'

Promised a chat, long overdue

The meeting drawled, boring as hell

Was gonna lose you, I could tell

The buzzing stopped, I had missed

A chance... to have my ears kissed

-Piyu

Escalator

I run through the gate

Dragging the suitcase

Stumbling on the steps

Of the escalator

A man in front

With an impatient grunt

Gives way to me,

(the clumsy navigator)

I turn to smile

It takes a while

To find the face

Familiar beyond measure

The smile is halted

The eyes are haunted

A burst of memories

Sadness..... yet pleasure

He picks the bag

Fallen from my hand

We stare stunned

At the lover, the friend

The fingers slack

The hand goes back

The escalator has,

Reached it's end.

-Piyu