Powercut Poem by Kirti Gupta

power cut and I

we have become

unrivaled companions

no need to wipe

tears flowing incessantly

and I can breathe



unstoppable

daunting life

now is more serene

and tranquil

so much space

and I can breathe



lit the only candle

on the dinner table

such a blissful night

trying to read

hundreds of words

written over your face

and I can breathe



your signature Armani cologne

is asking me a hug

but deep wet eyes

playing hide and seek

you don't like changes

such a blissful night

and I can breathe



music of cutlery

mixed

with our breathes

creating perfect

ambiance

dancing between us

is a candle light

such a blissful night

and I can breathe



my old wall clocked

ticked 9

light of these lamps

almost made me blind

on the dinner table

is a dead candle

and the food

that needs re-heating



I can see everything

but you are not in my sight

where I'm now

or where was I?

each nook and corner

sparkling and colorful

but nothing looks beautiful

my blissful night has already

bidden me bye

and I can't breathe