Who are you?


Woke up from my bed in a misty morning,

Looked at the clock hanging on the opposite side wall.

It’s already 8 ‘o’clock now!

But still,

My laziness reconciled me for another sleeping schedule.

For the sake of my own mind’s satisfaction,

I unbuckle myself in bed for its suspicious comeback.

Got up again after 2 and half hours,

Moved to the toilet,

Had a cool shower,

Ate my afternoon ‘breakfast’,

Went directly to the college wearing a casual suit.

Hey Killer!

Who are you?

What happened to your face?

A pal of mine walking through the college ground has asked me.

Checking my jeans pocket for the mirror in my wallet,

But found that I was robbed by someone in the bus.

Then searched my other pocket for a hanky,

But found a violet one which has a dirty appearance.

I ran like an athlete in a hurry,

Saw the fearful faces of my friends looking at me.

Thank God!

I knocked at my bestie’s hostel room finally,

Who has opened the door after continuous fluttering.

Hooooooo.. oooo…!

She yelled at me and fell down suddenly.

I realized finally that,

There is something which went wrong with me,

And I looked at the artificial lake in her nearby meadow.

OH MY GOD!!

OH MY GOD……!!

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When ‘ice’ & ‘warmth’ gets closer!

No one cared about her,

Even her adopted mom who has flown over heights.

She was shy,

Innocent,

Beautiful,

Instructive minded,

And a versatile soul.

Once her agile connivance attracts me,

I proposed her with a wish of an erratic lover.

She rejects it at first,

But accepts it during my second attempt.

We walked all through the nebulous paths,

Shared our medley dreams together,

Crossed our hands in the meadow,

Allowing the glittering flashes of sunlight to pass via voids in between,

She hugged me like an exotic charm,

I too,

Adore my love with fingers on her face.

My honey is in an avid mood for something more,

More than ‘more’,

Wish to melt as an ice in the warmth of my heart,

Kill me without any sort of pain,

Showers over me with her enticement.

She placed her angst in my soul and tell me,

I love ya loads,

I love ya more than anything.

Is this what we call as a miracle?

I looked at her repressive eyes over my head,

Looking forward to feel something more,

She adjourns her lips to mine,

And eyes closed,

Fingers closed.