A day-sans-poetry!

Rests,

Her diary, on a table.

And,

she heaved a sigh.

“No poetry, for today”

Though she did see

the uppity words again.

And witnessed a baby,

sleeping on a stone-bed!

For her eyes cried with

no tears on them.
Her tears were

Lost in the vain…

For her silence went

Unnoticed to some!

For them, she tried not to explain.

For she saw the bareness

In 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, while walking somewhere near Malleshwaram, BLR, India

Thoughts entered and they flew!

© 2012 Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

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-

Water!

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-
Air!

 Wanna try? 
                      

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

CES-IISc-8th-June-2012-2:15pm

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

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