Tomorrow Doesn't Happen Poem by O Sudhir Janardhanan

Tomorrow Doesn't Happen
It just refuses to unravel
to become today.
So much of the hour hand
has crawled up its way,
but when it drops;
Tomorrow doesn't happen.
Anyway
We have not met,
ever in a long time.
But then we have always known
We were to always meet,
Tomorrow.

Now it all sounds unbelievable,
the night long conversations.
Re-dialing faster,
reconnecting every-time the call drop.
I waited once silently,
just to hear a sigh drop.
Then tomorrow was looked forward to.
And now,
Tomorrow doesn't happen
not for a long time.
The pyres lined by corpses;
dreams that refused to happen.
Many lies that did not make it
And truth forbidden never uttered
As it waits waiting to unfurl
Today


© O Sudhir Janardhanan