Chubby cheeks?!

​Chubby cheeks

‘Must be office-fix’;

Dimpled-chin:

‘That’s her win!’

Eyes are big;

‘Must work to trick!’

Curly hair?

‘Get them straight!’

Very fair?

‘Then, hell with her flair!’

Rosy lips, teeth within?

‘Can be called for mortal sin!’

Shallow retards, aren’t we?

‘YES, YES, YES!!’

-Moulika  Danak

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Misplacing the Mains

Sometimes it’s only about misplacing your mains; like having some very right expectations from the wrong people. If you figure out it as sun, do not expect it to shine at night.
You know how a marigold can’t grow in a rose plant, right?! And us humans, sometimes we are like those marigolds, never going to appear, in someone’s rose plant!
But what’s saddening yet funny is that some of us wait on the Daffodils, all our life!

AN OPEN SECRET

 

You are a secret
So difficult to hide;
You appear unapologetically
In my unconscious smile,
Without any subtlety
You just betide!
And when they stare at me
In disbelief,
I catch you dancing there
On my lips!
So I send you back
To my core;
But incorrigible that you are
You sneak in my eyes now
And light it up with a sparkling shine;

 
And this time when they
Question me,
You dab my cheeks
In red and pink!

 

MOULIKA DANAK

Now That You’re Gone…

Now that you are gone,

I don’t know where I belong;

We have lived a fantasy,

We have been a rhapsody;

It is all but my wallow now

And I’ll live with them- each broken vow!

We have had the time of our lives

But now I see you strive

To move away far-

Farther than you already are!

 

Here, I set you free

Of our talking-spree,

The merriment and glee,

Of what I called ‘our-little-infinity’,

Of me…

Yeah, now, you can just be!

 

We are no more us,

You ripped away our nexus

Into pieces of our memories and my pain,

From which your vanity will abstain.

You went away, and,

Took along with you, my rainbow;

Now I look into abyss of these passing morrows

To come in afresh someday, and,

Wipe off your traces- all gray!

 

Yet there’s no denying,

Oh yes, only, my heart melting,

Million times a day

Every time I say-

“Now that you are gone,

I don’t know where I belong!”

 

That Beautiful Instance!

As I went on talking to her,
about you and your whetted behaviour,
She looked past me,
I turned back and saw thee.
With a smile that seemed gay,
You gave me a cold in May.
So, you knew it all this time?!
I gave that away in mime!
But how could I care,
‘Cause next, we were walking hand-in-hand;
In a people occupied lane,
In the world that knows me well.
Yet I walked like ’twas just the two of us
That comprised
of this world.
No questions asked,
No doubts resolved,
We simply kept walking down the lane;
because your presence was yet completely to be inhaled
And that made all my complaints and pain look so trivial then!
I was so in the moment and wallowed.
Ah, you came like a wind,
stayed like a zephyr
And went away like a storm, as if it was all a dream!
Leaving me perplexed and vexed,
Clueless if we even have a next!
I was scared
I yelled.
Yet deep down happy,
I woke up!
Alas, it was indeed a dream!

MOULIKA DANAK