Farewell (1)
The yachts
Taking down stormy winds
While in river-
Battling fickleness of minds
Along with swirling tides
Prepare their hulls
For a tryst with ocean,
With flocks of seagulls
Pointing new sea-shores
Discovered by no ship;
Though yachts are to reach
The destinations through hardship.
(2)
The river
Bidding adieu to each yacht,
Tinged in plethora of emotions
But with content heart
Wishes all the best
For their new voyage
To discover islands anew-
Though it has to camouflage
The tears in its flow
With hopes cherished high
To meet them again
When they touch the sky.
Sonnet on stealing
She stole his famous car
Outside the restaurant
When he was drinking beer
To absorb daily resentment.
She drove it all night
And was stopped by police.
‘Is anything not right?’
‘Please show your license, miss.’
One cop pointed out, ’Fellas!
The number plate…it’s of commissioner;
As usual, he will shout at us
If anymore we harass her…
You must be his new pal, good night,’
In meantime, she was out of sight.
I won’t bring you
I won’t bring you moons or stars
Like those ordinary lovers
As you are
Prettier
Than your distant twin sisters.
Sacrifice
I can be a dog
To smell your fragrance
But can you be bitch?
After the break up
After the break up,
She felt free
That the stupid fellow
Will not disturb
And try to call her
Ever again.
But little does she know
That she is still
Jailed in the heart of her
Ex-lover….
Still talking to him
Forever….