Thursday, June 21, 2012

A day-sans-poetry!

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

Her diary, on a table
she heaved a sigh
“No poetry, for today”
Though she did see
the uppity again
And witnessed a baby
Sleeping on a stone-bed
For her eyes cried with
No tears on them
Her tears went
Alone in the vain…
For her silence went
Unnoticed to some
For them, she tried not to explain
For she saw the bareness
In a colossal crowds of craniums
Holding her heart,
She escaped out again
She tried not to stand-
Under a shed,
For her tears, too
Got dribbled in the rain!

She admired the blankness
The gush of air rushed in
flipped, the pages…
Scrolled down the pen

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini”
9:15pm, 21st June-2012, Sai-Mandir, Malleshwaram, BLR,India
Thoughts-popping in and flowing out…

© 2012 Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

Friday, June 8, 2012

I do!

 Unlike you, my folk
I do drink-
The drinks of heavenly delight
That slips down my throat
Quenches my thirst-
High, I go-
With each drops-
Here, I drink-

Unlike you, my folk
I do smoke-
with no cigarettes
between the fingers
the fume- here goes unseen-
Intoxication of its kind-
With this fresh lungs-
I breathe in-

 Wanna try? 

Answer- to the fellow- who thought I must drink-&-smoke!