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Deep Jan 2021
Studying the 'Base', 'Hypotenuse', and 'Height'
of a triangle,
My mind recalls what I witnessed in
that sensual night,
You were like an unconceived mathematical notion,
I a novice in geometry trying to draw a straight line
Of kisses on your shivering body,
How fragile those attempts were,
How lovely to see them fail,
Lying idle on the bed like a base of a building
I lured you to stood high above me,
And your hands pressing my chest as a ladder,

We're affixed like a right-angled triangle
Dizzy, and drunk exploring our area of love.
Deep Jan 2021
Like a passenger sitting on a bus
Surrender your life to me,
I'll guard it like a driver steering
In the darkness, and
After dropping you to the destination
Will move on, happy with the FARE of Memories.
Deep Dec 2020
Hope is drying up
Like a Well dries after the monsoon,
Sitting in this room, alone and aloof,
I have counted the stains on the wall,
None of it is more prominent than the
One I have with me, I'm a social pariah,
like an untouchable, polluted with death;
Run, Run away from me,
I hold death in my lungs.
Deep Dec 2020
The Muse is generous these days
or the sadness is welling up,
Who knows?
Like a tired traveller, I'm moving my
pen in hope of reaching a destination.
Deep Dec 2020
The moon has started missing the
face giving him company in
the lone, sad and frosty nights...
Deep Dec 2020
Sadness lingers in my poems
like a lover sauntering in the lanes
of his beloved...
Deep Dec 2020
The world would
have been different
if I had you!
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