You said relationships
Are the same like public toilets.
One who is in desperately wants to come out
And the one waiting out
...
All the while i was thinking
For a better prosperity
From the age of understanding.
Toiled a little and spoiled more
...
Describing you is a scintillating job
And I would love to scour through my heart
Bringing you in front of my undrunk eyes
Which will make me tipsy for a while.
...
My senses
Gets depreciated
When a boisterous crowd
Turns bedlam.
...
It all started
Remember! the good old days
When we planned to sit in the cemetery
To talk about love and life
...
Hey! You dark man,
I follow you for many years,
And still i don’t remember,
What you are?
...
One two three
The third blow
And a fatal blow
Blew my soul
...
I hail from a beautiful green town called Ooty. After Completing my Schooling and Under Graduation in my Hometown, I relocated to Tiruchirappalli to continue my Masters in English Literature. Graduating from Jamal Mohamed College, my alma mater, i was lucky enough to serve the institution as an Assistant Professor of English till date. Writing is my passion and i have an innate ability to transform my emotions, experiences and day to day encounters into poems..I assure they are worth reading and definitely you will enjoy each line with the same passion that i enforce in writing...)
Relationships Are Like Public Toilets...
You said relationships
Are the same like public toilets.
One who is in desperately wants to come out
And the one waiting out
Eager enough to get in.
But which relationship you talk about?
And your comparative philosophy
Will not appeal to every relationship..
A parental relationship is exceptional
Once you go in you need not come out
And there is no outside for to get in.
A mystical relationship with God
Bounds you and me in divinity
And when once in there is no out.
Hold on! i know which relationship you mean
You mean the love-relationship
Oh dear dear! coming out in love
Is prohibited and never divine
And if you do
There is no true love in its base
And who calls it a relationship
When there is no love.
Yesterday I learnt a lesson
A sweet little one for a life
That i love myself first
With kindness and passion
Ah! it feels so good now
Look at me
I love me more than I
Thanks to the teacher
Who taught me so...
20-4-2011