Prathibha Nandakumar

It Was Time To Meet, To Own Up And Confess - Poem by Prathibha Nandakumar
I knew, finally, it was time to meet, to own up and confess.
It’s easy to pretend you don’t care but to kiss and tell
is a very strange exercise. Some one writes of
one hundred years of solitude as if he knew me that well
All the while I was pitted against
his ex wife and current girl friend.
Low cut blouses never worked with him.
It went on for quiet some time until
one day I asked to meet at the coffee house.
He was writing about the elephant and the pond
he said, describing the divine dark one getting into the waters.
I looked into his eyes. Cataract of thick solitude.
Letting no Stone unturned, I uncross my legs,
No close ups with hidden cameras. Arrest me for
indecent proposal, I was begging now, but he was
already paying the bill with a small tip.
I kissed him on the street before
getting into an autorikshaw.
Once again the meeting had happened
and the virgin was returning home.
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