Still...

Still Waiting!

I am still waiting,
With patience and style,
Looking for a look,
Of grace and peace.
Simulated with anger and joy,
I am still learning.

Tough is to wait,
In nastiness and ridicule.
Fighting the isolation and stillness,
Of dearth and breach.
Tangled in silent complications, 

I am still waiting.

I will wait, 

With a code of respect and silence.
Creating the error,
Of your false presence and permanent absence.
Fallacy still remains, so subtle,
I am still learning and waiting.

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                                                                                                      ©Gunjan SInha

I and She on a scooter

Me on a scooter,Tired but steady,

Was passing through the market,crowded but quiet.

With Red sun low on the horizon,and birds flying low,

I was expecting a rain and a blow.

A sweet glance and a devious smile,was all I need,

I slowed down for the charming and beautiful.

With voice charming,”I want a lift to the railway station?”,was all she need.

Now,Me and She on a scooter,Invigorated and convulsive.

Enthralling was the way with slight intermittent drizzle for the rest of the day,

Crushed on the way,Love seemed to be waiting for us on the highway.

Suddenly,on a precarious turn,Scooter made a nasty sound,

Against my will,it reduced its speed and the battery indicator halved and decided to stop abruptly.

Still,a mile to cover,I stood heartbroken,

She waived her hand,again.

A long car stopped,a lucky driver sood by and again,a voice charming was to be heard.

Life is a box of choclate,I recalled.

-Gunjan Sinha