Male Gaze

This bumpy road, almost like a country song.

But this was no trip to holiday.

This fest of carnivorous stonemen.

Each with his bow and arrow

Polishing his appetite.

When I read between the minds,

their walls are spontaneously greasy

With the grease sticking onto my plate.

They eyed me.

My cotton soaked itself as it spoke to my back.

Slender and obnoxiously sexy.

A tongue game of red leaves.

They eyed me, maybe they needed some spices.

Judicious until I'm fried, I moaned

a song of hot weather.

fingers on the doorknob

Our story isn’t dropping dead

It doesn’t miss my soul,

Hear me out until I save us

From falling through the hole.

A Monday evening soaked in silver,

A year or two in love,

Where promises and envies hit

On your and my behalf.

Its not my way of being with you, come and hold my hand

I’m stopping you I’m stopping me from slipping through the sand.

I’ll soothe your wounds, you wipe my scars.

As lovers we wouldn’t go that far-

We’d rather be a fantasy, which they don’t understand.

Where life has dropped its color tray,

Where two would make a crowd,

Where candid words would roughly bite

And Heartbeat loses sound.

That’s not where I take you to,

I haven’t lost control

We’re meant to be together,

And to let each other go.

Its not my way of being with you, come and hold my hand.

I’m stopping you I’m stopping me from slipping through the sand.

I’ll soothe your wounds, you wipe my scars,

As lovers we wouldn’t go that far-

We’d rather be a fantasy, which they don’t understand.

poppings!

'you'll sail through'- says a small thing with no eyes. have you ever felt this way? my mice always speak to me like that. they have no eyes when they pretend to be wise.

so much for tonight. listen to the radio when the mice are not around. when they are around, listen to them.

spasms

wait till it hits you
wait till it fades away..

faraway look

do i see your face everyday?
do you have a face?
do i have many faces or one?
did you look for me in the crowd?

did i search for you in my closet?
did you tell me you lived far far away?
did i give you a yellow stone?
did you dance to my song?
did i tie your shoelace?
did you make me stay with you?
did i drop some coffee on your shirt?
did you sing to me when it was dark?
did i laugh at you until you grew red?

let me be lonely

Dear you.

forgive my audacity.
let me sink into you first.

do you not hear me?
are you so numb that
you lost count of
how many of my hands
i want you to hold.

let me take your voice away.
let me take your power away
and turn them into bad dreams.

just let me go
if you think we don't think well
we don't love well

laugh until the dark well leaps up to you.
you don't know i have left you.
for no one knows
and no one will know.
how my dark water breathes.

forgive my audacity, now.
i'm too tired.
let me sleep.

start again

if you think you've figured me out alright.
go back and start again.
i might have lost myself in between..
don't claw me so many times.
i'll flow away blissfully.

loneliness or the loss of it

I was tired of the same old days.

Watching them over and over.

Through the same myopic lens.

So you waited at my door.

And I came out, knowing I would run into you.

Unlike the times before, it was quiet.

Quiet. Holy. Charming.

I rested my eyes on you.

And the way we saw one and read the other was like justice written in poetic verses.

I looked back and found nothing.

I had escaped you.

And I had burnt you.

I left you with a little more than nothing.

You sent me to hell.

Now you stood before me with calmness in your eyes.

My face lost its tightness.

Inspite of me, I smiled

You, floating in your tide of highs.

I know you caught me prying.

Found me spot on.

But we were being watched

From all the corners

Every window looked on..

And the walls stared with coldness and pity.

So I shut all of it up. And changed gears

We walked through the bus stop

You walked beside me, your head bowed down.

Comfortable and faceless.

I walked back home.

You watched me enter.

And walked away.