Aakash Sagar Chouhan’s poem: Left With A Bitter Taste In Her Mouth


Is so full of pride, he asked her to sleep with her brother-in-law

May be his mettle, his immunity kept on melting on various spoons

She was newly married, he dared not to put vermilion with his charred fingertips.


 I remember it so crystal clear, he stretched his legs

Kept them cross legged on the same bed, with a cigarette 

In his hand, blowing the smoke on her face, half open the door was

As his younger brother entered, tears rolled down

From the corner of newly wed eyes.


 Hid his lacunas, shortcomings, deviously

Signed notary papers, opted for a court wedding.

The eldest daughter was sent to a botanical park

In order to find the worth of a forty-year-old man.


 Must’ve been she in her mid-twenties.


 He interviewed about her interests in their first meeting

He reviewed how good she spread wide open 

For the youngest from their clan, “She is extremely good”


 Replied Raj Shekhar, when he was asked to lay a feedback

“Is your Boudi enjoyable on bed?”
 

After 18 years:


 That immune deficit man died on the road, exactly at seventeen hours

Five nails sued his coffin


 19th 

20th 

21st 

22nd

23rd year, on the 27th of January
She died, as per the prediction by brothers in arms.


Aakash has four solos consolidated as Photon. It took almost two years for him to build a relationship with Pune, when he compiled anthologies named as A City of Banyan Trees and Moist Eyes of Budhwarpeth. He has a Youtube channel – Pupu.Parenthesis showcasing his original compositions on the Guitars. His paintings were exhibited at Muzho Café, F.C. Road.

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