The earth broke apart,All the trails disappeared.The heart broke into endless pieces.How does one convalesce the broken heart?Unfortunate me, the happiness had always remained beyond my reach,But with my pyre, I light the lantern of your happiness.May you be blessed with it wherever you may go,I pray fervently that you thrive and attain your covets.My…
Tag: feeling
I can’t, and I don’t want to
It seems like yesterday, when we met on a random summer evening,The arena was full of innocent souls and was operatic,And the dark night illuminated with a glitter of your eyes.For the sake of my lustre,I don’t want to let you go, my sunshine. The place was new but the people were known,Where the song…
It was pouring today
With the sound of it,I felt like calling and telling you,Here goes another rainy day without you.Today, will you come and stand next to me and complete my monsoon?Hey, it’s pouring today. Walking on the terrace, contemplating,Didn’t know what to do.All I wanted was to hold you tight and inundate with you,Hold my hands, walk…
Witful
I was flowing in the wild, like the marram grass. Dry and gusty, and was so jaunty. You sneaked into my life, hiding in the mist. Quenching my eternal thirst, with your dripping tears. I bestowed myself with your dews of love, wilful that I will be clammy forever.
Habit
Habit is a behaviour pattern acquired through frequent repetition or physiological exposure that manifests itself in regularity or increased ease of performance. Habit is the prevailing disposition or character of a person’s thoughts and feelings. Habit is a settled tendency or usual manner of behaviour. Habit is what my eyes have developed, which see you…
Is that love?
Love…I still wonder, what love really is?Still looking for the real meaning.True definition and feeling.Have I still felt it?Or it’s just an assumption, crafted by the greatest artists, made to be believed to be true.The touch, that melts the strongest of me, like a blanket of snow in heat.Is that love?Is love, all about sacrifice…
Custodians of the So-called-Society
A man, sitting in an air-conditioned conference room, conceptualizing and presenting a new idea: “Love your Parents.” What a brilliant thought. Parallelly, he has been getting calls from a known number, which he has been avoiding for a while now. He excuses himself from the room to come out and yells, “Don’t you get the…
TO WHOM I CAN BE MORE THAN ONE
On a scorching summer,I can make you feel the winter shivers;I, your man, a poet, can make you surmise. On a dry and humid day,I can make you feel the rain;I, your man, a rhymester, can make you imagine. On a boring and dull day,I can make you travel a thousand miles;I, your man, a…
Absence
Today, I wanted to cuddle between the sheets. I wanted to spread out my legs and recline, looking out the frosted glass and tracing the sliding droplets. Probably grab a steaming coffee and soak up its heat to keep me warm for the moment. I wanted to walk the countless steps down the alley, on…
ANKUR MONDAL 