Curtain

 

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National Poem Writing Month 2018 Day#22: Write a poem taking one of the following statements of something impossible, and then write a poem in which the impossible thing happens:

The sun can’t rise in the west.

A circle can’t have corners.

Pigs can’t fly.

The clock can’t strike thirteen.

The stars cannot rearrange themselves in the sky.

A mouse can’t eat an elephant.



Many a time that night we proved the possibilities of the impossibilities.

The street light was trespassing disturbing the darkness that we were looking for;

The curtain is playing its loyal sidekick; it flew high up touching the ceiling and

Showing pig can fly as I took out your t-shirt imprinted with a Pig from Angry Birds

Making me lose interest in the further progress, and you understand that & didn’t push

Instead, you lie down on me and starts singing a song, an old Hindi love song.

I closed my eyes and hold you close to me inhaling you through your sweet perfume.

Somewhere in neighbor, the clock struck; I count and it was thirteen exactly.

Before I react you say this curtain is a fiend…see it ringing the keychain hanging on the

Almirah….soft but vigorously…let me go and free it from the hole…I let you go & sat up.

I light a cigarette; you came back throwing rather thrashing the key on the side table.

The circle of the smokes was rising up as you came and lie down beside me.

You were disturbed. You were unrest. You want love. We want love. But the curtain…

I went to close the window whose shadowy frame casting dead-end corners to the–

Circle of our desire; of our love.

You stopped me, and dragged me down; I lie down pushing the cigarette into the ashtray.

You put up your leg; see a big elephant walking through the jungle… the shadow of the

patterns of the grill are the trees it thrashing away…an idea came to my mind.

I put up my leg and cast its shadow beside you. And here’s a mouse who will eat it…

I entwined my leg with yours. The shadow merge before falling down.

You laughed out loud. I joined you. We embrace each other. I kissed on your forehead.

The curtain was down that moment for last few bits, but, as I went to touch your lips

It flew up. Making us laugh again. See those stars…how bright they are…constellation…

I looked at the clear summer moonless night sky. I took your finger up and pointing it

Here’s your name…here’s mine…you know what this is called…Curtain…

You commented you made it up after this evil curtain of ours…I like it…Curtain…

The curtain seems to be shy, drops down, but for few seconds before waving up.

Next dawn we saw the sun rising from the west as we made love in the daybreak

Looking at the sky, at ourselves in the mirror at our head.

Many a time that dawn we proved the possibilities of the impossibilities.


4 Comments Add yours

  1. Hey, the idea is beautiful surely and your perception of mingling things is so well executed!

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    1. Sangbad says:

      Thanks…yeah I tried to bring in some comedy… hope it had worked

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  2. erbiage says:

    oh! i thought i could hear that old hindi love song in this1 magical!

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    1. Sangbad says:

      Thank you for the read…

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