Leave me alone here,
Where the shadows of the sun tickle my feet,
Where sequestered moons of my twenty years,
They rub their silver scales against lonely wounds.
Here, where the night skies wallow in my smallness.

I will worship my own gods
I will fight my own demons
Here, the evening prayer chants carry my soul
Here, the temple’s inner sanctum beckons
Oh, can’t you just leave me alone
You don’t belong

You have not known me
For I have not known myself
I have only caught glimpses
Glimpses of that elusive creature
Of a silken slippery smoke
Feral in her hollow arrogance
Fierce in her empty words

Darkness flows from the dusts you breathe out
Dusts of my own mistake
Trampled by your spiked shoes
Won’t you go, go back into the faraway horizons?
The obscurity from where you came

I shall stay here and brood
Here, where the night skies marvel at my ineptitude
And the deep blue ink blots fitfully over lies uttered
The smell of burnt raw toasts clambers up
Over the antique cloistered walls of rented sorrow

Wait for me by the canopy of orchids on the hills
When I reach there at the very end of my journey
When these roads hide away from my myopia
I shall tell you stories

I shall tell you stories
Of a life lived in absolute futility
Of an eternity spent in waiting
Of incorrigible impracticality
Of unmatched stupidity

I remember, I remember clearly
Those feeble paper boats that drowned in muddy floodwaters
Those earthen cups that exploded in storms of cold white rage
Those rice saplings planted with innocent hopes that never ripened
Those colored popsicles that dissolved before they reached my tongue

You must leave me alone
Here and now
So we can meet within the silent liquid depths of Ganges
Its sacred waters carrying my conversations
And finally, our ashes united in the glory of immortality.