Jun 2020
I knew nights like this
Did not come around often
It all started with a phone call
Telling me, I'm home alone
Only you deserve me
All of this uttered from some soul
I glorified long ago
Cold December night, I think
If I look closely, the streets of Delhi
Were streaming with clouds of foggy
Moonlight that curled into an endless steam of tea and romance
The kind of fog that covers the top of warm lips
Embraces the eggs lying cold desolate on a bachelor's tray
As I drifted out of my home on an empty stomach
My mind in a rumble over the row with my Dad
I couldn't recall where I had seen those lights
That had turned yellow now
That day, I bought a cigarette in haste
I remember because I got it on a loan
The vendor says,"It's alright. You smoke all the time."
I could hear the humdrum of my heart yell to an unrecognizable roar
Not a dull one, straight from the lion's den
Maybe, I might die soon enough before I pay him for the endless cocked lighters and cursory cancer sticks
I rushed into the Ola cab, bought some chewing gum
Condoms for the bedroom
A matchbox for the road
Her kiss was in my list
The cab driver says,"45 mins, boss."
"Can't you go any faster?"
"Well, the traffic is what you see, what you get."
Man, gaining my manhood would take a lot more than fights and nerves of steel
It would need *****
So, I let out a projectile of my lunch out of the car
It may have been those ******* eggs for breakfast too
Or the ceaseless music love run carefree
Anyway
So, I reach the door
There she is
Bright as a pale morning
Welcoming as a hug in summer
We made love with some haste at first
Until, the kissing started and we ripped our clothes
To reveal what was inside
Seemingly patient
Waiting for this day to begin
Ending sooner than a tornado on an ocean
Surmised by a whirling rain of Monsoons
Misty as the howling wind on Tuesdays when the car goes for a spin
Unshared and undiscovered by two souls
Who coveted and coveted
Only trying to sift through the essence of youth
All I discovered was, the old man I left back at home
The mother I left weeping
Never expected me to do things so recklessly
As I lost her in the end
Unwilling perhaps, the trains kept coming
And I could not stop myself from
Setting foot on the last one at midnight
All of them strangers
Did not come around often
It all started with a phone call
Telling me, I'm home alone
Only you deserve me
All of this uttered from some soul
I glorified long ago
Cold December night, I think
If I look closely, the streets of Delhi
Were streaming with clouds of foggy
Moonlight that curled into an endless steam of tea and romance
The kind of fog that covers the top of warm lips
Embraces the eggs lying cold desolate on a bachelor's tray
As I drifted out of my home on an empty stomach
My mind in a rumble over the row with my Dad
I couldn't recall where I had seen those lights
That had turned yellow now
That day, I bought a cigarette in haste
I remember because I got it on a loan
The vendor says,"It's alright. You smoke all the time."
I could hear the humdrum of my heart yell to an unrecognizable roar
Not a dull one, straight from the lion's den
Maybe, I might die soon enough before I pay him for the endless cocked lighters and cursory cancer sticks
I rushed into the Ola cab, bought some chewing gum
Condoms for the bedroom
A matchbox for the road
Her kiss was in my list
The cab driver says,"45 mins, boss."
"Can't you go any faster?"
"Well, the traffic is what you see, what you get."
Man, gaining my manhood would take a lot more than fights and nerves of steel
It would need *****
So, I let out a projectile of my lunch out of the car
It may have been those ******* eggs for breakfast too
Or the ceaseless music love run carefree
Anyway
So, I reach the door
There she is
Bright as a pale morning
Welcoming as a hug in summer
We made love with some haste at first
Until, the kissing started and we ripped our clothes
To reveal what was inside
Seemingly patient
Waiting for this day to begin
Ending sooner than a tornado on an ocean
Surmised by a whirling rain of Monsoons
Misty as the howling wind on Tuesdays when the car goes for a spin
Unshared and undiscovered by two souls
Who coveted and coveted
Only trying to sift through the essence of youth
All I discovered was, the old man I left back at home
The mother I left weeping
Never expected me to do things so recklessly
As I lost her in the end
Unwilling perhaps, the trains kept coming
And I could not stop myself from
Setting foot on the last one at midnight
All of them strangers
