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The Last Words


(This poem explores the male point of view)


The autumn flowers were easing away

as were his desires

He sat by the lake

when she came

late by two hours

She started the quarrel, as always,

before he could utter a word

for she had already planned it

She now had her sight on

another man with an overtly big purse

and better prospects

He knew her thoughts

from her eyes

and looked on scornfully

as she uttered the last words

and walked away

She had won

and he had lost,

but so had that concept called love

The Story of Mr B


There is a big house across the town

with black walls and broken glasses

You have met the house owner

on your way to this town

and shook hands with him

You said that he had an inhuman glow on his face

and his hands felt like furnace,

leaving your hands with a burning sensation


He was Mr Bankroller, the owner of the big house

He had everything –

Youth, wealth, the town’s most coveted girl

and also countless enemies

His house was burnt down one night

not by his countless enemies,

but his revered friends

on whom he lavished his time,

happiness and wealth


They say he still glides in the borders of the town

and meets up with new entrants

He lets in the vilest of men

and even the savages in human form

but not those with sugar-coated words,

and the sweetest of faces

with cruel intentions inside

Oh! You may call him a ghost,

but he is our guardian