PANDORATHON – KNOWN /Unknown Friend

You found me spot on
Across the corridors of the hallway
Picking up tea and biscuits during the break
My over enthusiastic self was already all over the place
Just few hours ago, answering almost every question diligently
I did find your eyes hovering over my shoulder
That the collared brown jacket sent me instant hints to
People waved out to you for some random conversations
I was part of the gang too, so I had to oblige
This pretence wouldn’t last longer I wondered
As we both ended up standing closer than usual

My mind hovered to the night before
When we were drenched in rain
The blickering streetlight that focused
On our decisive faces
Leaning on your bike
enjoying the splash of the raindrops that thundered along
and the candid waves with our palms that traced the breadth of the beach.

Ouch, there was a huge ruckus in reality
Me jumping as I spilled some tea over the jacket
And He prancing forward with “ Noooo, not on my jacket !”
Suddenly we are being looked at intently with prying eyes
At my disheveled look and his sudden rage.
Later, that evening, I got a notification on FB
Someone unfriended me.

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Pandorathon-9-May 2020- Ghazal-Bring it on My Love

Bring it on my love, time stands still

To bear witness to the feelings you have built

Light up your world with a vigour renewed

Move beyond the past, enjoy the future’s thrill

Bring it on my love, time has taken its pace

Previously your beloved, now just another face

Remember Love doesn’t heal on its own

You need to act upon, preservance needs to be shown

Bring it on my love, time has been vanished and spent

Enough tears of pain shed and shoulders lent

Kindle your energy by making  ‘Love’ your friend

Do not blame, abandon or abolish based on one chapter that just took an abrupt end.

Prompt– #Ghazal on the theme- Love

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napowrimo- 28- april 2020- Tamizh poetry called AndAdi (Hindi – Anth+Adi)

Your voice lingers into my ears
Ears that were witness to your cries
Cries of happiness and joy
Joy when you first heard my voice
Lingering into your ears
Ears that were witness to my cries
Cries of happiness and joy
Joy when you first heard your voice
#Plugged In

PROMPT– Where the form /root ending word of first line becomes the first word of the next line. This form has been used in Tamizh literature since Sangam literature.

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Cafe Coffee Day

It was late evening that day, when finally we met again,the cold war between us was eminent in the form of ice tea on the table
the mad rush hour of the cafe couldn’t supress our voices that bellowed inside minds
the cushioned couches and the soft music lined a lot of creases on our forehead.
After a hour or so, a mumble came out,”He was not meant to be mine”…