Thursday 28 July 2011

Paired

i always place fork with spoon
vinyl record with show tune
salt and pepper in pots
line trophies together of battles well fought
i keep tea and coffee together
and animals attached to their fur
i places shoes and socks good to go
and lamps awash in their warm glow
i do not break flower from stalk
or wear high heels on a walk
i match locks and keys
and fragrance with breeze
and slippers and smoke
and mood with toke
i don't separate right from wrong
or sorrow from song
there's no pleasure in drinking alone
or separating sex from the phone
i always butter my toast
and declare love the most
it's like your fingers and my hair
and sensing love in the air
if i can help it
i never separate pairs
just because we can't be together
doesn't mean belonging is all that rare.

9 comments:

Sooraj said...

So can this be paired with the update on vodkawaltz, ma'am?

NotoriouslySerious said...

i'll bow to that

தமிழ் உதயன் said...

good say and writing

Shobhana Kumar said...

lovely piece you have here.

priya said...

simple n so beautiful:) uur words and thoughts are paired to attract ppl

Aslem Jamal said...

I love this one,Ma'am.
:)

priya said...

everytime i read this poetry i fall in love wit it :)Well yeah,so obvious it is,i open the blog often to check for the posts which has become rare if not the belonging:)

NotoriouslySerious said...

Srivi, your poetry comes back to me, peeps into my days now and then, here n there. This one in particular does that a fair bit !

யாரோ said...

Going by the strength of bond between the pairs as evident in the verse, I wonder who dared to unpair the said pair? :-)