December

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Before the month end meets another mouth
Speak the unspoken
The sky was too blue so I couldn’t say it
And you didn’t mean it
What’s the difference between see you
And goodbye?
I hugged a sweater and curled up in it
Some warmths are trees, deciduous
If their arms contract some day, they spring back
Outstretched
Loves that might wane but never disappear
If nothing, you can always plant dreams
Evergreen, forever blooming
Enough with nature and its metaphors
You must be bored
Like I am.
I’m catching up with my words
Before the month end meets another mouth
And they spill over, too soon
We like to repeat ourselves, after all
My city has no snowflakes so I make do with tears
I gulp down the past because the month will end
The year too, so funny.
Nights crawl around me, begging me in hushed tones
Join the end, it is near
The future is too far away!
But I know it’s only the cold
I shut my eyes and scold them to sleep
Achieving peace needs such violence, so funny.
At dawn I’m up again chiming words
Dragging the end of a chewing gum until it’s dry
And there are no tears to gulp down
Only white, fresh snowflakes around the bright green
tree
Pink flowers
Joy
Inside my dream garden
I know even you are tempted to join me
We will wave farewell soon
To meet new ends which must begin
Should I say goodbye
Or
...until we meet again?

Burial

I think I’m dying

My smiling face in the polaroid
That I left behind in your heart
Is losing its colours and I
Am out of focus
I multiplied my two arms
Into thousands
Hand-in-hand like a mesh
The thatched wall of blood and flesh
Is crumbling and
I’m scattered all over
How do I protect you now?
Your lips have forgotten to sting
At the strike of my name
Oh how easily now
They’re just vowels and consonants
I think I have indeed
Begun to end.

Bury me when the sun finally sets
I’ll leave the rope of my long hair
For you
Not as a reminder to forget
But to secure the ones who come next spring
Bury me now
Bury me
So that I can bury you well.

Adieu

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Trailing down my arms 
Your breath takes a walk.
City noises swell slowly outside us
To welcome the day that’s just begun.

I look at you and my eyes announce
I am running away from you my love
I’ll never call you my jaan, my life,
You’ll never know why,
Perhaps neither do I.
 
I bask in your devilish smile
For one last time
One last touch
Before we die to each other
Your lean arms wrapped around me
I untie them
I free you.
 
I still see her in my dreams, honey.
I never tell you
How she smiles in them
How I forget all about how I hate her
Her eyes as big as a still lake
I wake up drowning in joy;
You embalm my lips in grinning kisses-
I cannot mouth the words
It's not you.
 
I never see you in my dreams
But I love you
But you love me
I hear you whispering my name
Your lips quivering in soft sleep
But I’m not coming back.
 
Don’t you worry, love,
Someone will fill the gap.