night is calling.....

night calls out
to all the evils.

riding in the vehicle of silence
and darkness
they enter my heart

and

creep into my mind ..
transforming into
the dreams of death.
(that haunt me every night)

every night
I have to witness the fight between ...
fear (of my mind) and the peace (my motionless body exhibits)
the horror of night and my cozy blanket
the turbulence of my mind
and the world calmly sleeping outside.

snoring - a healthy habit.

Every night..
I play a little game.

I listen... carefully
to my parents snore..
only to find out whether its one person snoring
or both are snoring.

I listen... carefully
trying to figure out
where one ends and the other begins

sometimes when i can't make out the difference
I shake my dad (he snores very loudly)
he makes a funny noise
and his snoring breaks for a second

In that little time
i again try to listen carefully
if I can hear a different sound.

everynight i play this game
only so i know for sure
that atleast tonight my mom is sleeping......

Planning a dream!

Tonight, is the night...
all is set.
I am ready to create my own dream.

I will prepare it .. like chocolate cake
all the ingredients will be decided.. carefully
(who will be in it, and who will not)

I'll decide the colour, the smell
the event, the setting and the season
(I like winters !)

everything will be carefully selected
i will overpower my mind
and make my own dream!!

i will.................................

........................................

the alarm rings
6 'o clock

huh! time to wake up.

She opened the trunk,
on a lousy .. empty afternoon

it was full of moments
good-bad, memorable-embarassing...

picked up one picture
and smiled....

she had found something
to fill up
the lousy.. empty afternoon.

thinking.......

"its going to be a long after noon
might taste better with a hot cup of coffee"...