Hopeless

[A poem about the one superpower we all desire: the power to undo. Written at 6am today... winter + morning + sad = it's poem time! :D]

Two weeks passed by.

There was a boy.

He waited.

'Where are her pieces?'

Thus contemplated.

He misliked misunderstandings.

There was a girl.

She had one.

'Or was it a revenge song

That she had sung?'

His mouth a ruthless bee;

There was a blurt,

Perhaps loud and curt.

He anticipated the result,

Someone was hurt.

She would understand,

He wished,

The reason behind

Keeping his love

Hidden in his mind.

Shouldn't she have forgiven -

There was an apology -

Known he would wait

Pressed the send button

Instead of the hate?

*sigh*

Sometimes, he wished,

There was no distance

And more chances

He'd convince her of his love

Through mere glances

My little crush story

[On an insomniac night, between 6am and 7am, I decided to write a poem for my crush of the past (and present?). I even posted it on one of those confessions pages. It has quite a few clues here and there regarding her identity and several other things -- a few friends have deciphered the truth. Don't bother about the clues, though. Just enjoy the poem. :)]

A week into Autumn, the Stork took the First Train to your home.
He flew, precisely, a wonder times a wonder
No. of days more before he dropped me,
My town being 510 miles asunder

In IIT, you're a Friend,
Yet not a friend;
But of many friends,
You're a good friend.

Voldemort himself introduced us, remember?
A recent leap-and-hug day, it was.
He whispered to me, "Isn't she your crush, boy,
Ever since that wretched EE course? Don't lie!"

Our meetings very few,
And chats have been curt.
I'm kind-of afraid to approach
Lest my sharp tongue give you hurt.

Your delicate frame, I hope,
Enshrines an innocent Hindustan ka Dil!
Which I'd like to know and connect to; Alas!
Even as I leave, our disjoint lives play ill.

Often, in front of the Sun, I sip
The the grape-like chemical when I'm beat.
As my eyes use heuristics
To discover your seat.

Feline crisis

I come back to my room after my CSD class gets cancelled. I find her standing in front of my room. She looks at me in helplessness. Her eyes do the talking, "I have been waiting for so long. I have urgent needs. Where have you all been?" I don't pay heed to her. As soon as I unlock the door, she tries to enter the room, but using my ninja skills I don't allow her. I try to chase her away from my sight since I am not at all in the mood to think about her problems, but she has other plans. She is pregnant.