But Let The Show Go At Its Pace!
each time the communication
gets snapped abruptly with
a nagging beep at other end
my stomach gets knotted
the life infused into me by
your fingers is slipping through
my fingers for long is all i know
can we hold water in our palms?
when i unwittingly brush my hand
against my neck i still feel
your breath infusing
passion into my veins…
but how foolish to expect life to remain static?
no explanations needed or be given
life has this uncanny ability to slip out
like a hydrogen balloon from a child’s hands
nothing comes for asking
nothing goes for asking
either closeness
or the torment of neglect
by and by
confusion and hurt will lead to detachment
my little stoic in me
i’ve always trusted you
and you never failed me
come, my lovely stoic
come once again to my rescue
and let’s together watch
the show dispassionately!
*for a friend who feels lost when the one she loves always abruptly snaps the conversation-life line of a relationship-saying that there’s another call to attend to.
18sep2009
16.14hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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