That day!

See how it begins to rush in! J

Did I tell you that there’s a dam close by;

Evil forces sit at the sluice gates;

They release the waters on me whenever they feel like.

 

See how the beauty suddenly fades off: vaporizes!

My most persistent preoccupation

Suddenly goes through a Moses sea-water trick.

 

Now, in this vacuum I could stay,

Suffocate, self-pity, sing...

... or in this vacuum I could stay,

And preach to naïve younger ones

About how sceptical they need to be about the L-word. J

 

It’s amazing how one completely does not want her any more,

After she doesn’t want me any more.

Sublimation, wasn’t it? Going directly from solid to gas

Without passing through liquid.

Is this how shallow boy-girls are? J

 

This is the beauty of the expectations game.

And, this is why the Buddha has a following.

 

Dhruv Raj Sharma

7^h day of March

Sometime in the afternoon (4ish)