Unfaithful

Standing in front of the mirror, she places back the fallen strap.

Eyes kohl lined and lips rouged, a wink, a smile ensues

Hair left open, earrings dangle

She heads out, scented and stilletoed

Pulling out the note, a number neatly penned

She looks around, the passers by stare

Typing the numbers in, a flick of the hair

'Hello, I'm coming over ....'

Her fingers trace the verse on her arm

Love bears all things, believes all things,

hopes all things, endures all things.

Pushing the sheets away, her lover unperturbed

As she heads to her car, she sees him

His face revulsed, dignity defiled

He walks away and she runs after

Her life would never be the same

The fight was bitter, screams deafening

But all that was done was done

Typing the numbers in, a tear swept

'Hello, I'm coming over....'

P.S I read this poem again and again to the starting 1:06s of the video Unfaithful by Rihanna and would be worth the experience, if you did too. This was also inspired by the video and lyrics of the same. Also along similar lines L'agent Provocateur

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Bollywood Dream

"Saab kuch aur be lega?" the scraggily dressed village boy asks sniffing his snort back into their vacuous black holes. He signals with the flick of his dying Marlboro on the saucer, the flecks traversing the tea outlines whilst his eyes lie in wait for her. In she walks, her pony tails displacing the hot and humid Bombay air due to the inherent spring in her step. She's worn a white blouse with a polka dotted skirt. He smiles remembering the film Bobby. She must have gone to watch the premier. Her entry makes everyone stop their inane routines to stare at the local wonder. He scorns and they quickly cower away...

She orders a couple of samosas, meek food for the busy college going girl. 'I hope Raj notices me today in this outfit', she thinks to herself, waving the zzzzing flies away from her honeysuckle scented neck and bosom. The creaky fan turns and blows her hair and scent towards him as he heads to pay the bill. He inhales deeply, eyes closed and suddenly opens his eyes to have her staring at him. Those chocolate eyes melt his black coal heart and he says I LOVE YOU. Her eyes widen and then

she lets out a laugh all the while cupping her mouth in faint surprise.

Excuse me, she says and then with a flick of her black hair she's out the 

door with her hot samosas wrapped in yesterdays news. Dejected he turns away, humiliated. The restaurant owner lets out a smirk which goes unnoticed. He shall have his revenge....

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Inamorata

Stolen glances, always caught
Eyebrow raised
Her lips pout
And a smile soon appears.

Willowy wisps curled
Her nose ring twinkles
In the apricot evening.
Her cheeks, now blushed.

Nearing close
Her perfume inhaled.
Hands over mine,
Alternating his and her fingers.




Inspired by the hindi song Dil To baccha hai (my heart is still a child) from the movie Ishqiya

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