An Interior Monologue

I wish I could tell

How hard it was to break

Soft feeling of your pearly presence

And to spill the vermin of distance

Bred out of necessity.

Though life moves on -

But sometimes, I have felt

A sweet twinge of separation bearing hard on me

To dip me into all regrets

That why I refuted a new meaning

Sprouting itself out

In the old deserts of propriety

While sitting here - Just longing

I can see you, blowing -

On the mighty currents of deep oceans

Where you can't see me hiding myself

Under the sordid surface as if

- Scared of an exotic deity.

I wish I could tell - that

Sometimes under the compulsion of clock

How every moment and every word,

Forgetting its character, comes out of lips and

Becomes stranger even to the heart itself.

How would you believe now?

Under its brashing self, was

Crawling scalded beauty!

My charred feathers, covered under

Slender smile - even then

When I assayed to fly

Heaved two deep sobs in you palm

Though constantly under some star blithe.

You drew upon me Yes!

Once I too was a flower

This solicitude melted the garb

Hence the rush of feelings...

Your Honor! from every peel of my heart

I tried to keep me at par

From various meanings of Red-

As you didn't know -

I dread -

…Basking in the sun

…Being loved by someone.