For An Adult That I Now Am!

I stood in front of the balloon guy,

Smiling, giggling at the random shades,

I stretched my hand for the bright blue one

Eager to bounce it playfully

“For your son madam? Or for your li’l sister maybe”

He asked me

Shattering all my dreams

Smile now dejected I walked away

Grown-ups can’t play with balloons is it?

I looked transfixed at the bubbles around

Fingers playfully trying to catch a few

To not let them burst

To cocoon me in their rhapsody

“C’mon! How small a girl are you still?”

My momma’s exasperated voice

Dragged me back

I entered the wedding hall grace and splendor

Dreams and bubbles not for adults is it?

I looked and looked at the pretty green bottle

And stood transfixed by the yellow shade

Why can’t I get both free, I wondered

Maggi makers are miserly

“Really? Are you still confused about that ‘water-bottle’?”

My dad’s harsh voice

Grated my feelings

I just shrugged and blindly picked one

Elders don’t care much about free stuff colours is it?

I tried to stick my tongue out at the snobby guest

And splash water on the unsuspecting thing

Can I hide her purse away

And scream BOO as she turned the corner…

“What are you 4? Thinking such absurd things!”

My husband reprimanded me

As in a burst I confided to him

I smiled politely and offered some sweets

Adults behave maturely isn’t it?

I killed my joys,

I killed my dreams,

For with age is supposed to come maturity,

Letting go, compromising

Following the unwritten laws

Kill the heart

It’s the mind that rules

Walking the path of rationality

For the adult that I now am!

Revenge

She lay in wait

The wounded slut

Yellowed eyes

Parched thirsty fangs

A trickle of blood seeped through her heart

She licked her wounds

Carried the grief

Her mind a whirl

Plotting agonies

For the love of a slow, torturous death

Weeks went by

And years grew old

Flowers withered

Trees bent and crooked

But the tiger in her lair sat quiet and still

Knowing, trusting, hoping

She hurried not

As she knew one day

Paths would cross again

At last the enemies stood face to face

One withered and

Other bent and low

She lashed at him

He shot her back

From sun to stars the battle raged on

He lay there wounded

Broken and clawed

No will, no hope

Nor strength of heart

He begged and cried and prayed for death

She raised her paw

She took a strike

Across this cheek

A new scar

And then she turned on her heels and walked away…

She let him live

A shattered life

A broken spirit

She let him live

She lay in peace, with the gift of life, her revenge complete.

The Journey

As I walked down the road,

I stumbled and fell,

I cried, I cursed

Then stood up and went

As I walked down the road,

A bramble cut me through

I yelled, I ranted

Then pricked it out and ran

As I walked down the road,

A kick flattened me on the ground

I swore, I plotted

Then up the stairs I trotted

As I walked down the road

I slipped on the cobbled stone

The hand went out, held steadfast

Then I continued my journey slow…

One Night Stand

He quietly looked around
Darkness stilled
The gentle rustle,
A soft whisper
The wind
As it softly whistled,
Fueling the desire in his
Heart...

He stood and gazed,
Woods all around
A solitary haven,
No soul to disturb,
No soul to hear
Just unquenched desire
Law raw, hands
Trembling...

A sudden glint
Flash of eyes
Lust gathered his
Tormented mind,
Wish to own,
Wish to touch
Softly treading ahead,
Footprints...

Just a crack
To break the dawn
thirst un-quenched
Blood-shot eyes,
Shout of joy
Beautiful yellow
As he caressed,
She lay there stiff and
Cold...

They all came
Loud fanfare,
"Save her. Save her!"
They medal they carried,
Her limp body,
A stuffed toy now
Gracing the museums
The generations call her
'Tiger'...

The Eyes

She sat and looked
The child went
running past
Flying down the stairs
A step skipped
Crash... Bang...
A bucketful of tears
She sat and looked...


She sat and looked
The honeymooners back home
baggage shed
Taps running, the cooker whistle
Potatoes fried
Sizzle... Ouch...
The tiffin all packed
She sat and looked...


She sat and looked
The party on
in full swing
Candles lit, claps resound
Slices shared
Ripp... Crunch...
Piles of gifts sorted
She sat and looked...


She sat and looked
Houses built
and buildings grazed
As generations came and went
Blink... Blink...
Head once cocked aside
She sat and looked...