Few poems from my published book The Thoughts of an Insomniac Owl

 THIS IS JUST TO WEIGH

I opened the freezer

And saw a plum

It was frozen

It was hard, icy, cold and tired

I waited for it to be a plum again

Was I hungry?

Not really

Did it look appealing?

Not really

But I waited for the plum to be a plum

Slowly it started to thaw

Making a puddle of its own on the table

Ah! It was making a mess

Took a long time for it to become soft

I was getting hungry by then

I started to look for options

And I found an orange, a pomegranate and a bunch of grapes

But I waited for it to be a plum again

Finally! It was there

But it was not the plum that I waited for anymore

It was cold, dry and a bit rotten

All that waiting for this!

I decided not to taste it anymore

One look was enough for me

But I waited for it to be a plum again?

Yes I did

I waited

And thank God I did

Now I know

That I don’t have to wait for it to be a plum again

At least now . . .

I know that I won’t be searching for the plum

When I open my freezer anymore.


SILENCE!!!

There’s always a need for silence

Sometimes wanted

Sometimes unwanted

There’s always a need for silence.

Sometimes in pain

And sometimes in happiness too

When we visit a place so beautiful that it takes our breath away?

We always like to sink in the beauty in silence

Looking at it

Enjoying it

Silently

Through eyes

When a cool breeze blows and passes by us

We close our eyes and take in the sweet aroma of the breeze

Silently

There comes a time when a baby

                                              CRIES and

                                                              CRIES and

                                                                               ↕↕CRIES

                                        up

Until its mother picks it   ↕


And the baby looks at her

The crying stops instantly and there is a silence

An innocent safe silence.

Often pain resonates SCREAMING noises

Or SCREECHING cries

But there are some silent pain that resides deep in the heart

There are some silent sobs.

Sometimes instead of wailing

There is a sad clueless silence when a closed one dies

Some take pain silently

Whether it’s losing their pet

Getting a backstabbing

Or getting an injection

The breaking down of the news

“You only have a few months of your life”

Or “I’m sorry, we tried our best but couldn’t save...”

Love has silence too

Sometimes in understanding

Sometimes in misunderstanding

Sometimes in breaking up

Sometimes in breaking barriers

Sometimes in f a l l i n g a p a r t

Sometimes in falling into each other’s arms.

Hatred has silence

Indeed!

Best friends for fifteen years can share a silence of ego

Brothers connected by blood share a silence of feud and black blood

Old parents who are too old for their ultra-modern children

Who no longer suit in their fancy apartments

Share a silence with God in the old age homes!



TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN

Dear Concerned,

The faucet was open all night

Unfortunately

The knob was broken

All attempts to stop the leakage went in vain

But I’m happy to tell you

That the water did not run out

So you won’t be facing any problem (But of course too much of

      anything is considered a plethora)

We were surprised too

Because the leakage was unimaginable


Sir/Madam,

We will try to fix this

But we can’t give you any guarantee

It might leak again

But you don’t have to worry

The water never seems to run out of the faucet

It might be broken but it still serves

We will repair the knob and plaster the broken parts for now


Sir/Madam,

We’ve fixed as required

But we’re afraid

You’ll need us soon

We will wait for your further notice

Sincerely,

The Leakage Control Department



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