Sunday, December 12, 2010

MY HUBBY LOVES ME


My hubby calls me a crook

But I am, by the virtue of being married, a cook

He called in for cheese omelet and toasts, as his regular breakfast goes

I served him exactly his hearts’ desire

He broke hell, nerve wrecked went shouting in despair

Ok so what if the omelets refused to leave the pan and the toasts were a bit tanned

To make up for the loss I called him once, twice, a whole of twenty times

But he still frets

In the midst of the annual report discussion, to duck the awkwardness of my calls,

He by mistake, flung his mobile, in the tonic shake, what a fall?

I called to apologize for my unintended but love soaked misconduct

But he wouldn’t take that for an answer

My huge heartedness and unadulterated passion for him gave my wings another flight

And to set everything right, I turned the steering of his dream machine, his choicest wish, right to the market

Tonight he’ll love me like never before, flowers, fish n chips, scotch on rocks and the Armani jacket

I was prepared to steer back home, lost in dreams of a rosy night,

I bumped into the auto rickshaw……but the scratches and the dent on his bmw gave me a jitter enough to face the sight

Swallowing a large lump of guilt I entered the house

Laid the table, put on the scented candles, infused the room with lavender

Wore the perfect linen but couldn’t feign the blush so tender

The moment I saw him walk in, hugged him, kissed him

Accept the token of my love

In the dim of the room all he could do is smell and not flee

He started to sneeze profusely,

What’s wrong with you, I am allergic to roses, how could you not see

Well I swapped the lillies with the roses

You troublemaker, I am going out for a drive with my new baby

Just when he was about to walk out of the bedroom, I screamed

You can strangle me tonight if you want, maybe

But your car has a dent

He collapsed in the couch, I showed him my hurt finger but he cared the least

His nerve dropped, pulse sank

I wanted to make amends but I chose to stand aside, watch him pant

Are you going to kill me, I asked in dejection

He said no, I am going to kill all the opportunities that you take to show your love and affection

Please do not make me happy, I am happy without it

And next time you feel like loving me, tell me in advance,

I’ll move around in full protection

A WALK IN THE RAIN


Droplets from the abode of gods

Pour on like pearl beads, holy celestial

In the hand i secure it tight

Carry it in twilight; wish could make my wish come true

Muddy cushion, feet run freely on greasy grass

Hand in hand, how one knows one is just about to fall

Smashed with water and twigs, turns to see smile gathered across

So a lift, a hand desired

Haul up and gather the wit to laugh and run through the agony of the fall

Splashing water on and across, untroubled who has ever got hurt by, dampen smack??

Lollies, ice candies, piping hot tea, and a basket full of fattening snacks

Friends snuggle up, cosy in each other’s humid embrace

Drenched in natural showers, chatter and play hay

Who said companionship is but in stories

The farthest drive seems a small distance already covered

Is it all, are there no more miles to cross??

Wind blowing through open curls, Scotch mist accompanies only smiles

Flatters and flows unconditionally

Marsh lands, twigs in hand take a trip through the woods

Cast spells to beckon love, desire

Hear echoes of passionate songs, sung in vicarious pleasure

Dwindling light also can’t shackle our feet from straying away and enjoying harmonic paradise

Soaked and wrapped in soggy flesh, I think

Happiness, camaraderie, friendship are not sagas to be narrated

Items to be preserved in glass frames and historical museums

It’s felt deep within, hand in hand, heart to heart

Who would otherwise seek such bliss in a weather to take refuge under canopies?

Who would look out for drops to pour only to fetch a cuppa hot tea?

Who would seek blessings from eternal abodes to drench us and keep us soaked in ecstasy?

A SIGH OF RELIEF


Walking under scorching sun, I steal a smile from a child’s rosy cheeks

Those were gushing out in full bloom,

A shade under the umbrella could have sufficed too.

Relief is found in abundance like

It is to hold up a secret in the vast silent sky

Like a friend who is mute

But listens to all your wearing cries

Like walking on the grass so green

Which shelters the dew drops from the trample

Like looking for a chuckle

From a joke unheard and uncared for

A friend who had tried to impress a hundred years back

Becomes the only solace to trace again

Like a fish out of stream, barely can move to survive

Finds abode in little hands that draw her out, into the new sparkling glass home

Like a chide from mother comes pouring upon us

Who could have known its balming impact?

Running through all the fears of going astray vanishes in a sigh

The time when fright evaporates in the jovial sky and

Sun, in its richness, shines

Is when life, at times, turbulent, at times fraud,

Revives

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