The way to Glaxo Mall

you’re losing your grip on reality, smith!
turn around, look at me, tell me what you see, smith,
no, that’s not the way to glaxo mall, smith,
what are you saying, that’s the toilet, no!
there are no pretty girls there, smith,
remember, that’s how you find your way, smith,
turn back, come here, sit with me, smith,
yes, i’ll take you there tomorrow, smith,
tonight, it’s too late, smith, don’t you know the time, it is,
two in the morning, smith, we better go to sleep soon,
come here, let me change your clothes, you cannot go to sleep like this,
what’s the matter with you smith, you are in a strange mood tonight,
what happened? did you talk to that girl again?
i told you she’s not good for you, smith, come here,
please don’t cry, smith, it’s alright, we’ll go to glaxo mall tomorrow,
and you know how to find the way, don’t you? it’s full of beautiful girls, smith,
nothing like the toilet you are looking at, smith,
there are no pretty girls there.

-Kunal Goel

Family Problems

Mrs Galahad you don’t understand, you
cannot step inside this line,
there’s a raging fire inside, your husband
is saving young ladies from death.

-Kunal Goel

the green grapes plucked no walls for me

furious midnight uproar last night
flat 51 got blamed once more
their third warning and free beer
from friends

3 parakeets died in the commercial dryers
when nobody was washing their clothes
on sunday when it’s too crowded
to wash

and beer was drunk in glass bottles inspite
of warnings of expulsion
and wine in boxes to drink
disgusting

got locked out of my room and paid
no fees because the guard is my friend
and everyone elses otherwise
50 dollars would suck
and rain

– Kunal Goel

why you made a fool of me?

were you not joking then
last night when you said you
never really liked my dance
i mean i thought you liked it
when i danced in fact
i never danced before i met you
you said you liked it and
i worked to improve it but last
night you called it shit could it be
that you were in a bad mood then
in case you were not joking?

-Kunal Goel

A Hiccup

to live constantly
imprisoned in your mind’s cell
is same as freedom

-Kunal Goel

mere bhitar ki

mere bhitar ki trishna ko tum miljulkar door karo,
khwab jo maine dekhe they wo mujhse milkar poor karo

yeh baat nai wo baat sahi, kya lena par in baaton ka,
akash yadi hai gyat mujhe, akash se lekar door chalo

beete baaton ke saye jo unki yaad dilate hain,
unko jo kabhi na bhool sake to unko bhi barbad karo

teevrgativikritpratidinmeraman tumse milkar hota hai,
apne seene ki dhadkan ko mujhse milkar vyapt karo

kal raat jo tumne sochi thi wo baat jo mujhse kehne ki,
wo baat kabhi bhi keh na sake tum, us baat ko antarlaap karo

ek prani ke do pehlu hain jo jeevanbhar sang rehte hain,
ek tumko pyara lagta hai, tum duje ko swikar karo

main apne aap ke bheetar hoon tum apne andar rehti ho,
is band kamre ke jeevan ko mujhse milkar azad karo

-Kunal Goel

Spinach wrote a poem

Spinach wrote a poem,
She wrote a pantomime.
A long wordless monologue,
A lengthy heartful rime.
Everyone who read it,
Was in splits of laughter,
Everyone who read it,
Died the morning after.

-Kunal Goel

Why are you behaving like this today
You were a bit too busy in the kitchen.
You didn’t come to wake me up.
Nor did you offer me food.
What’s going on, I really don’t want to know.

-Kunal Goel

I left you

i left you today when
you didnt pick up the phone.
last night when you didnt kiss
me and two weeks back
when my friends came home
and you were sleeping.

-Kunal Goel

a time i had

a time i had a poem i wrote
delicious poem ever
but since that night my mind forgot
a poem though so clever.

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Why Love

Why
Was
I
In love with
you?
Are you not
still?
Yes I am
but now i know
why.

-Kunal Goel

The moments when I talk to you

The moments when I talk to you,
The time that flutters by;
The thought that you are far away
Sometimes and sometimes nigh.

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Sleepless husband’s second thoughts

Let us get bored tonight,
Listening to the beatles.
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Is This Love (or just a cliche?)

I am so lonely,
(Is this love?)
When you don’t call me.
(Is this love?)
Upset, lethargic,
(Is this love?)
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A Lover’s Confession

remember the day we did not meet,
or the day we didn’t talk rather
the day when it was not windy
the day it did not rain.
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