Between The Two Poem by indira babbellapati

It would all begin

In a state of innocence

He would draw a circle

Around her feet

And she would skip hop

And play merry within

An unwitting statement

From her would amplify

His heart-beat

And a side-ward glance

From him would unnerve her

Each would regale in the other

As if they were the two sane breathing beings

In this world of fools...

The story would go on for a while

And then...



Everything would be prefixed or suffixed

By a please, a sorry, a may, a could and so on



And then...



Hell of it, can't I have my time?

Why can't you do it yourself?

Leave me alone! Will you?



And then...

How's your mother?

How's your dog?

Can't you serve yourself dinner?

Why do you make me feel bad?

And the list goes on...



And then...

An 'ah' or 'uhm' or a tearing silence

For a call or a talk from him

And long stare or sulking silence

From her most times go unnoticed



And then...

The world they envisaged

Where they would retreat

In the middle of a maddening crowd

Fades into oblivion



And then...

They would manage to go on

Each in one's tightly spun cocoon



11aug2010

11.55hrs