Those Moments when by Minu Jasdanwala

Those Moments

That moment when you are afraid
of a sleeping dog you pass by,
but, but -
it tries to pounce at your thin calf,
it does, but
regrets the efforts of only achieving
the poet's calf.

That moment when you have
run and run,
tired and drained
for 20.3 kms,
but you find those last 700 meters
longer than what you have run.

That moment when your ever
obedient motorcycle
gives abnormal jerks,
seeking for long breaths
like a dying man,
struck between life and death,
hoping to reach the gas station.
You pray in the sun
like you have never prayed before.
The sweat drop stands handsome
on your nose,
purposely standing a moment,
reminding what sins you had
in your past and then
slides away gently.

That thrilling moment in a dream
when Poetry comes to you
like a guest awaited for long
but lastly cancels the visit.

That moment when you are
sad in your room on a fine
Sunday evening,
and the one you longed for
never turns up,
but
also robs the sister arts
of hoping and writing.


Typed by:
Krutika Popat