Chronicle...

Acquainted words. Fresh meanings.

Blackhead...





Jam packed bus. Singular dream.

Bob Dylan...





Inexpensive smoke. Burnt ends.

Love letter...





Pen. Paper. Poetry.

Juliet...







Salt. Sugar. Pepper.


Of age.....

Clouds...

Rented sleep. Second hand dreams.

Good morning...





Lipstick. Nail polish. Mascara.

Missed call...





Frank Sinatra. John Lennon.

Cafe Coffee Day...





Empty classroom. Lone canteen.

Long drive...







Stale inbox. A yesterday.


Night sleep.....

Monologue...

Myna couple. Brittle roses.

Love letter...





Twain hands. A decade fingers.

Distance...





Gita. Quran. Bible.

Fairytale...





Wall clock. Rented poetry.

Cobweb...







Cityscape. Black. White.


Love... No love.....

Doodle...

Empty spaces. Half priced ink.

Gibberish...





Shelley. Keats. Wordsworth.

Dreams...





Debris. Fish bones. Leftovers.

Screenplay...





Pizza. Pasta. Burger.

Poetry...







You. Me. Aesop.


Storyteller.....

Portrait...

Dead eyelashes. Overdone mascara.

Sleepless...





Drenched fabric. Bleached bedsheet.

ICU...





Crimson saree. Wild curls.

Yesterday...





Scissors. Knives. Scalpels.

Mona Lisa...







Lone skies. Last leaflet.


Cancer.....

Crossword...

Flocked pigeons. Half priced paradise.

Footpath...





Bricks. Pebbles. Concrete.

Citylife...





Fish market. Handful dreams.

Bargains...





Canvas. Palette. Easel.

Short story...







Restaurant. Black. White.


Portrait.....

Medley...

Guitar. Six strings.

Everyday...





A myna couple, four wheels

Unnoticed...





Wall clock, stale whiskey

Tram lines...





King. Queen. Jack.

Memoir...







You. Me. Tagore.


Nickels... Dimes.....

Love song...

Forlorn daybreak, misspelt spelling

Aesop's fables...





Red roses, inexpensive dreams

Poetry...





Shelley. Keats. Wordsworth.

Needless...





Black. White. Shadows.

Rainbow...







First rains, wild curls


Snakes... Ladders.....

Poison...

Middle class dreams, bread butter

Anonymous...





Christ's tale, spent night

City parasite...





Drowned eyelashes, spoilt mascara

Full stop...





Needless horde, solitary rushlight

Jihad...







Pen. Paper. Past.


Inexpensive.....

Catastrophe...

Overcast mirror, inexpensive myth

Democracy...





Drenched eyelashes, ripped kameez

Independence...





Christ. Muhammad. Shiva.

9/11...





Black. White. Grey.

Ashes...







Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi


Fairytale.....

Crochet...

Quiet eyes, moth eaten dreams

Hushed morning...





Outcast cluster, commonplace traffic

Biopic...





Chalk. Duster. Blackboard.

Dry leaves...





Bus. Tram. Auto.

Rainbow...







Wristwatch. Bedsheet. Midnight.


Mildew.....

Shades...

Handful words, a fourth happiness

Short stories...





Filthy days, make believe tire

Cityscape...





Packed buses, deserted tramline

Everyday...





Dry palette, ripped fabric

Mona Lisa...







Pablo. Picasso. Neruda.


Et cetera.....

Gibberish...

Dead hour, outcast night

Habit...





Careless locks, drenched saree

Charulata...





Spent slippers, fish market

Spoilt poetry...





Cigarette. Smoke. Burnt ends.

Being...







You. Me. Aesop.


Rock. Paper. Scissors.....

Epithet...

Red roses, a guitar

House of cards...





Familiar disguise, dying posters

Footpath...





Sweated walls, woodlice

Coffee house...





Black. White. Shadows.

Post mortem...







Empty window, quiet eyes


Flying letter.....

Crosstalk...

Fullscape pages. Pencil. Ashtray.

A novel...





Moth eaten history, drenched bullet

Lies...





Stale halogen, mistaken walks

Checkmate...





Salt. Sugar. Pepper.

Seven vows...







The solitary moon, polka dots


Snakes. Ladders.....

Commonplace...

Wilted sun, the myna couple

The half cigarette...





Cut throat streets, half priced spring

Banalata Sen...





The rusted tram, cockcrow

Desires, needless...





The organic traffic, dried petals

A singular poetry...







Splashed dreams. Scales.


A day. Everyday.....

Mildew...

The stale, mistaken spelling

Rusts of time...





Bricks. Sands. Cement.

A love satire...





Inexpensive brew, drenched biscuit

Rabindranath...





The overdone traffic, the spent city

The alleys of Dalhousie...







Drugged eyes, dead of night...


King...Queen.....

Fallacies...

A spring, off the minute

A handful, overdone blur...





The city, pastel smeared

My canvas, washed out...





The hour, penned in crystal

The rusted railing...





An autumn, greyed

The toothless grin...







The lone rains...



A drop... two.....

Misgivings...

A couple of pillows

A slice of fabric, drenched...





Dreams, a few, dried

The lengths of difference...





The mud and filth of yesterday

Leftovers, fish bones...





A handful of poetry, unpenned

The new moon, wrapped in...









Droplets of a drizzle...



Crumbs of pastel.....

Patchwork...

Your shores, unbound

The ripples, untamed...



I rest...


A cornered clutcher...









The leftover coffee, all of it

Feeds within...



The words unsaid, needless...









The busy cityscape, crowded bus, inexpensive life


Wears, what remained of






You...  Me.....