An Apology

She has made a life out of compromises.
If each wrinkle could tell its story,
You would know
What toil meant
And what meant turmoil.
How it hurt to
Mute her heart,
And put your faults on the pedestal,
Lace them with flowers, light and honey.
So you don’t look
Half as bad as you are,
To stop and smile in the hallway at familiar faces,
Complete aliens even,
And say, “Oh! He is just a little off-color.”
And say it pleadingly, too, so they forgive your arrogance.
Did you count the times she tossed in bed that night?
Because you made her lie to the people in the hallway.
And yet she woke up at your slightest switch and
Checked to see if you were breathing heavy.
Only if you realized that her belief is bigger
Than your behaviour.
Her heart bigger than your head.
If you thought, may be you would see,
The hand that she held out every morning,
Did not desire money to be pressed into it.
What if you had held it once?
If you had only but looked in those eyes,
You would know how they gazed at you
When you weren’t looking.

Spunk

I saw you wriggle out of the window,
Clutching to it like a dying person clutching to his God.

So evil. So beautiful.

Come back, flippant cat. And bring it back with you.
No, it is not yours.
Hand it over, you beast. To your good master.

In Requiem

You sneer at my coffee-stained world,
Yours is a world sans such addictions!
You think that I’m crazy and passionate too much,
To run barefoot and laugh like this.

You think that I should talk a little less,
That it is good to conceal certain thoughts.
And I constantly blabber about my world,
Trains, cats, love, politics and poetry!

You belong to the blameless lot,
Tucked away in bed at the right time.
And I violate all your standards as
I gape at the stars for most night.

You walk the path of righteousness,
I tread the path of no-regrets.
You always ask me to correct my ways.
But you know I’m hyper (who knows why?).

You fling accusations of reverberating effects,
That I dance even more than I walk.
I heartily laugh and do a pirroutte,
My god tells me that resistance is futile!

We have walked too long and talked the same,
Why then act like nothing is wrong?
I’m here to live (like, you didn’t know!),
So let us just smile and move on!