Sandeep Kulshrestha's Poetry

I passed by our favorite café today morning  the place where food was uninspiring and the ever-smiling steward was Intimidating while nice, wanting us to leave as soon as we were done our strategy was different, however we couldn’t leave In a conversation vacuum that place had an art gallery although the art on display was to an extent, incorrigible and dark, kind of clumsy or many a times, superficial the art gallery is still there so is the steward the only thing missing is you and me, talking over the same uninspiring food your voice was invigorating nevertheless I used to watch you eat, while talking continuously those infectious voices loom large in my clever emotive mind the sounds of cutlery, the cafe music, the winter afternoons, your presence all of it certainly, in the complete histrionics Is what the heart transpired in all its innuendos all of the last month and more Your voice in all its trajectory

Blueberries gaping out of a black and white mug chiseled scraped clouds dissemination of a halo Gloom! Persecution of a perspective Shallow intercepts of void the eyes don't pop up on wit Gloom! Smile or a facade? promiscuous promises no more churlish fantasies Gloom! With a bang of sorts exuberance of a victim vivid experiences of certainties Gloom! No voice that sounds like the ocean a vacuum in reason a virtuous moral man Gloom!

Smoked eyes gargoyle water philistine slanderous thoughts how clandestine things can be how candid my mind should be travelogue shining out the senses muddy decorum shady deals of illicit dreams desolate perfumed senses overtly burnishing the arousal on a dark by-lane of concupiscence my thoughts transforms you from reality to an thingamajig how powerful the need crisscrossing from a overpowering lust to a listless, emotive dissonance are you still lingering you need to sift hunger from a narrative of a daydream and you will traverse into rapturous being momentarily