Thursday, February 21, 2013

Stand-up for Love


She was like IIPM's rankings,
Too good to be true,
But like aunties are to K-serials,
to her I was addicted too.

I tried hiding my sentiments.
like netas in swiss bank stash their loot,
But all my feelings lay exposed,
Like Poonam Pandey on any photoshoot.

Akin to a Tatkal booking on IRCTC,
I was giving up without a fight,
But she kept appearing in my head,
like pop-ups on an adult website.

I approached but became like Manmohan,
whenever around any TV cam,
She acted like Kryponite,
whenever I felt like Superman.

I still gave my best shot,
But could never get a hang of her,
It was as hopeless as commenting in English,
is for any Pakistani ex-cricketer.

She stayed a Bermuda Triangle,
A mystery I couldn't decipher,
Together we were just complex,
She real to me, I imaginary to her.

Friday, February 1, 2013

The Stand..

From the pedestals of morality,
willing to take a fall,
Hesitantly, we walk together,
away from them all.

From the charades of life,
A moment of truth we'll steal,
No need for secrets,
Shrouded we are,in anonymity's veil.

We try forgetting the future,
escaping away from the past,
Let's share this moment,
and try to make it last.

Gasps of air for another,
before diving again into indifference,
Trying to race against time,
to live a life in moments.

And dawn makes us strangers,
neither lovers nor friends,
What we had begun,
with the night had to end.