No "YOU TURN"

Legs feeling each other.

I constantly rub my forearms to get rid of the Goosebumps..

Its Febuary, but its not a chilly winter of Delhi.

Still I feel a rush within.

A secretion which isn’t sexual.

I don’t find the nail marks neither the claws

But Blood licks.

I hear no applauses for my performance anymore

I see someone sitting there, among the 1000 red lustrous empty chair .

The empty auditorium should reverberate with one applause..

Aah !

Behind that transparent red silk curtain.

Someone waits for me .. anticipating the performance to be Last.

But I Go on …

Time again, like the old pendulum running the same marathon

Sit there aware of the road I travel daily ..

Smirking at my Ignorance of other routes

I second your thought ..

Umm “I use too second it” 2 second before..

No its not cheating.. Enlightenment happens overnight.

And as I said it’s almost midnight.

So I have converted my mind…

I don’t reckon the same about me anymore..

I am altering the path and

There are no “YOU TURNS”