Category Archives: Poetic Inebriation

Poetry flows when feelings intoxicate your mind and those clouded thoughts streamline into a beautiful set of words that when read leads you to a wondrous wonderland.

Ah! The irony of this world!

irony

You walk along the road,

Thinking of a poem on life,

Trying to find a rhyming word,

First one that comes to mind is knife,

Some might say, it’s better than wife.

Ah! The irony of this world!

 

You have an exam today,

You board your ferry,

You want to stay clever,

So, you plan the day,

“I write slowly as they say,

Hmm..I will definitely hurry,”

And the ferry takes forever.

Ah! the irony of this world!

 

Me and my friend were arguing,

About a sci-fi flick,

While traveling in a metro train,

We were arguing about its ending,

I talked twice about a baldy with a stick,

Then I realized something insane,

There were two bald men listening,

Ready to cause me some pain,

Ah! the irony of this world!

 

My friend got off on his station,

My mind started to warm up,

Thinking, “I am such a nerd,

What would girls think of a nerd’s passion,”

And the girl sitting next to me threw up,

So, I sat there looking like a turd.

Ah! the irony of this world!

 

You go into a store, look at some books,

They are stacked very neatly,

You find a book named Vagina,

You pick it up stealthily,

Only, just out of curiosity,

Then you put it back into the stack,

And adjacent to it is a book on Lord Krishna,

Ah! The God damned irony of this world!

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Us against the World!

As the world stood crumbling,

Ashes, fire, smoke, dust!

I looked at her,

the face; damp, beneath all that soot!

 

This is the end,

of the dreams, the hopes, the world!

It’s us against the world,

It’s us against the forces!

 

The ground shook in it’s stillness,

The skies crackled, stormed, shouted!

It was her hand in my hand, 

for the strength!

It was her face, amidst chaos,

for the calm!

 

This is the end,

of the dreams, the hopes, the world!

It’s us against the world,

It’s us against the forces!

 

A sharp explosion, a mushroom of dust;

Fires; touching the skies, lighting the night!

She turned to me, in hope!

Her eyes damp, red!

I pulled her close to me,

She shut her eyes.

For a moment in violence,

I found serene!

 

This is the end,

of the dreams, the hopes, the world!

It’s us against the world,

It’s us against the forces!

 

“It’ll be allright!”, I lied!

She tilted a bit, kissed my lips!

Just at that moment,

the sky lit again!

In a flash, it all came crashing down,

the hopes, the dreams, the world alike!

 

It’s us against the world,

It’s us against the forces!

That face among the faces!

I looked up, at the blue sky

Took a moment, to let the aura fill in

Then moved in, through the gates, faces, barricades;

It all smelled nice, it all felt bright.

A whole myriad of faces, filled with laughter,

Hidden under paints,

It all seemed shallow, so pathetic!!

Someone, prominent, adorned the podium,

He spoke with great passion, great charisma!

All were awed, oh so struck!

They gaped at him, feeling so prudent!

It all seemed shallow, so pathetic!!

But then, it happened,

Pure magic! Pure coincidence!!

Struggling through masses, for a better vantage;

Instead I found someone else!

Under the shades of a majestic one,

With crossed legs, specs on head,

She sat jotting down little thoughts!

I stared, and stared, and stared, and stared;

Oblivious to the people, the speaker, the nature alike!

That strand of hair, which irritated her eye,

Those dark eyes, that flicker of nose;

That pen cap, badly bit!

She sat there, oh, so lost!!

Yet in her, I found familiarity!!

‘I’ve seen you somewhere!’, I repeated in mind;

Quickly dismantling the lameness in it all!

I thought again, putting a strain!

I’ve seen her, yes! In the train!

I remembered now! Imprinted in my head,

Pretty vivid! Her name, and age!

The details had brought some smile back then!

She had sit next to me,

The specs had been on the eyes back then,

The copy of ‘Brave New World’ had her notice!

I had wanted to say, ‘Hey! Hi! Hello!’

But had content with a blank face instead!

As I stood there, ruminating the past,

She came up to me with quite some haste!

‘Hey! I’ve seen you somewhere!’, she said;

‘Oh! Yes! Hey! In the train’, I said!

‘Anya!’, she said, drawing out her hand;

‘Sajal‘, I said, reaching for the same!!

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Scared I was!!

Scared I was,

That day my bicycle lost it’s supports;

Afraid, excited, free.

I remember that I threw as you let go of the bike,

And the one after that,

When I caught you smiling!

Scared, for sure I was; but then, it changed!

Scared I was,

That day in third grade;

After all, failure was new to me.

I remember scrambling through the faces,

Through the disappointment,

Only to get sucked in the vortex some more;

Till you put your hand on me.

I remember that smile, that ‘all right, champ!’

Scared, for sure I was; but then, it changed!

Scared I was,

That day she left,

Scared, angry, sad, crying!

And I remember you,

Still, strong, steady in the storm,

Waiting, as the savages marched on!

Scared, for sure I was; but then, it changed!

Scared I was,

That day in the infirmary,

 I was going to be fine, I knew;

It was you, for whom I was worried!

Scared, for sure I’ve been often;

But then, things have changed, I have changed!