Jyotirmoy

Jyotirmoy Jan 2018

For today
Let us not again start
The clichéd story of
Two parallel lines meeting
At the end of time

What if
They started off backwards
Together, albeit wishing to be
Always this much drifted apart
Like you-and-me
For you always
Chased love while I kept
Chasing despairs.

Jyotirmoy Jan 2018

You

Just for once
I wish to feel
How does it feel
To be you.

Just for once
I wish I could be
Inside your head so that
I know how did it
Feel when you loved me
Just for once.

Just for once
Let me be the messy you
Let me be strangled in that
Messier hair-lock and die as I see
The zenith where you and I were
No longer separated even it was
Just for once.

Jyotirmoy Jan 2018

Lust

Your décolletage
Slips through my untrusting glances
And hits me hard
Where it shouldn't really,
And whispers to me
The intruding lustfulness of your eyes
Hovering
On my mind.

Jyotirmoy Jan 2018

Trapped Times

To see the sadness in your eyes
I wake up every day at dawn
And to fall for the
Vicious cycle
Again and
again
Till I
Can suss out
How not to again
wake up every day at dawn
To see the sadness in your eyes.

Jyotirmoy Dec 2017

Smell

If
All of a sudden you
On the streets of this brazen city
Someday
Smell your favorite perfume
Remember,
I remember how exactly you smelt
Un-perfumed.

Jyotirmoy Dec 2017

from WOmen to men

Your culture,
Creeps into my bedroom
Your politics,
Lurks into my kitchen
Your patriarchy,
Devours my identity
Your chauvinism,
Patronizes my freedom
Your condescension,
Defies my existence.
Yet,
I disdain,
I dispel,
I blaspheme;
As I parade down naked
On your sacred gully,
And gulp down profusely
A slice of Nagpuria beef,
Sacrilegiously.

Jyotirmoy Dec 2017

Parlance

You were my intention
Metaphorically, you were my mean
To metaphor away,
Into the nth dimensional
Paralleling universe
Flowing right
Beneath your seamless smiles
Entitling
My own universe
And since I'm
Drunk beyond your scale of
Measure
Why would you anyway expect
Me to believe
I still have your smell of shampooed
Hair
manifested inside my head
Like, the old forgotten
Parlance.