Old man

In the mid day of winter
A man and dirty shawl
Fighting against the roaming wind.....

People say Wind can Change many Things

But this man fighting against this change
He doesn’t like changes....

He has five stars
Those stars, that can't shine

Sometimes he questioned himself
"Did i harm anyone in my past life?"

Finally he doesn’t find its answer

Jim didn’t find a optimal solution for this old man.
Whom he has not called dad for last ten years.

He can't take care of him
Neither talks with him.

Maria has not seen his husband’s tears for ten years.

He is now neither a Father nor a good husband

Just an old man, an old man


(c) Abhijit Kshetry

Miss You Mother

At the midnight my eyes fill with tears after grief of my lost

Getting hurt after dumped

May be your lover is not that person whom you can believe

She has gone like the spirit of vodka

But this is my mama, who taught me to love this world when I was a fetus,

Who taught me that “I am always with you my child”.

What is she doing now?

May be cleaning some unnecessary stuff

Or sleeping against my dad and thinking about me

“Is he alright/is he does any bad work”?

The smell coming from my mom always remember me

That she is not with me now.

I remember those days, playing with mom

I remember her way of looking at me

That broke my lover’s first kiss too

I am really tired now

Want to go back………….

Miss you mother really miss you.



copyright Abhijit Kshetry(2010)

Away

I've been waiting

beautiful girl....



I've been crying

Like the ocean



Now don't say good bye



Our last bottle of vodka still drowning in my vain.....



Don't think I'm insane, I just want to be loved.

Everything is Yellow for me now...



Where is my Mountain?

U still remind me!



All the day i was sleeping in your smell

Where were you....



Lost in my own Town......

Cant imagine the words Away...



How powerful is it....

Still taking our last bite of Sacrifice.....



Whats it called "satisfaction"...................

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



(C) Abhijit Kshetry

First Of February

Oh...irritating history
climb up those walls like a teenager


its now mixing of cold n little hot....
baby these fogs are going far away..

sands forget their destination....
The Widow of that desert forget her SAD (Stress, Anxiety, and Depression )

Teacher forget to play that old Piano.....

Now i am not going to play those black keys......
Those are terrible...only emptiness

Now there will be summer after some weeks...

And pleases take your Player with u
we will listen that love song together

I don't need any time
I can keep this.........



(C) Abhijit Kshetry

Undefined Valentine

Don't read like a poem

Its a song......Clapton Sings it like his last breath

Its a wiki of the Future

Where faith searching for the lens

(I fall in love.........)

Its a geometry where There is no defined Edges n Vertices

We just merge the main line

A4 looks beautiful

(First touch........)

This is the youngest story,

i feel so unsure as i touch the boulevard of her skin

(first cry......)

blue.......sad

Don't you know I'll do anything for you

I promise there's no need to worry girl

Don't wet your blue eyes

(Last hug........)

Tell me truth

Your sweet love doesn't die

Give me one more chance

I'm just a worthless dreamer now...

(fall into pieces......)

Lately I've been wandering

5000 Miles away from you

Forget that first meeting

Sipping our cocktail of memories

(Rising of summer.....)

I could stay lost in this time

Don't want to be a blue man

Lets be my valentine for the last night

listing to that favorite jazz......

i am drowning in my undefined Valentine



(C) Abhijit Kshetry

Hallucination

It is killing my own dignity,identity,

 
No relation with the entire world,
 

Its an absolute freedom for me.

U used 2 laugh about my jeans now u don't have any pair and ....

 
I come from a country called welfare.

 
I feel like the smell of an old book

 
Reminds me how far i come .

Its a strange feeling i ever had

 
but i m smiling.

Its the truth, its d scope of life for me.

 
I want to see those blue hills.

 
Feel those clouds

Playing with those deers.

 
I could have brought my camera

but my heart is more clean now.

 
Real sorry to you mom

may b i break all your dreams,

 
I know we have same blood.

I m married now

with this river,

engaged with this fogs

and these trees and rains love me a lot.

 
She gave me a whole life.

 
I have just bored.

 
I don't like to be cautious.

 
I m in a land where people never cry.

I want to be Everest

where my story stays forever

 

I m starting a brand new story without that bitch.

 

Life lied to me over 22 yrs.

 

Now i lift my life,

this wild is my life.

 
I am not lonely

 

Better than i was.

Now I am ready to love,

 

Ready to hold........

(C) Abhijit Kshetry