Sunday, June 12, 2011

Between Us

It was the only unpleasantness between us;
He smelt like a man,
Like rough,
I was forever
Rank with dampness,
A mere
Locked-up smell,
Gushing with
Margins of errors,
Pining, Pining
To be, filled…

Now Playing:: Jajabara.........Akhaya Mohanty


Mayz said...

Is it me reading btwn the lines...or did you actually mean it?

Deepika said...

well, poetry is the only genre that makes me brutally honest; to lie here would be so soul destroying!