Monday, November 08, 2010

A Fire Cracker Story


Tonight is The Night


Our night, Diwali night


Today we will meet


If we might


You and me together


a fire and a cracker


One aint matter without the other


You are


Yes, who else


My friend, philosopher, guide!










But Rule Of nature…


We are entertainers of the World


Puppets of destiny


Destined to set up a show…


For you to make worth, you must burst out


Sparkle, fly around


or make some sound


For an applause round


And I the culprit


The incinerator


Have the onus to burn you out


Start an end of you


Oblivious of your shout


But may be


This is our story


Maybe


That is life, all about!






You are standing tall


In corner of a road to impress


Handsome, as always


I am lit, gazing at your dress


It is all going to end


You still have no fear


But I must confess


I am still shaky


I am still not clear


and just when


I gather guts


for the act


You smile at me


Show me that pout


A chill blows down my heart






My heart freeze


I simmer and You shiver


You give meaning to my life


When you hisss


We come closer


For a brief life taking kiss


And that’s the moment


Precisely that’s the moment


We don’t want to miss,


When time stops


That’s the moment,


A moment to live for


A moment to die for


a moment of chemistry


We both know, it will soon be history.


It will be lost in some child’s giggles


Do we Care?


No, Hell No


Fragrance of love will stay there


No matter


How brief that moment was


It had flare






I see you


Doing your thing


The sparkle, The Whistle


The Swing


And then a loud sound


I know, what it is about


but I am not scared


I look for you all around


I get your last glimpse


a lasting one


Your silhouette in a smoke frame


bidding adieu to my flame






Once your last breath diffuse


I am extinguished


Thrown away


Stubbed out under some boot


Trust me, I am happy


For you are gone


I am of no use

.................o................

(Diwali came and went away…I got up and saw remains of burst out crackers, scattered all around the road. Last night’s crowd was dispersed, all smoke was gone. But some fragrance of love was still in air…and I just wished I could write a rhyme)