Soliloquy

by Mohul Bhowmick

  • THE DEATH OF SANTA CLAUS

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    He’s been bed-ridden for a week, But he doesn’t show his pain, Hiding doesn’t come easy, The man in the red suit has never had it harder, His kids down at the North Pole Post Office Have often told him to go easy but, The chest pains he’s had do not go away quickly And… Continue reading

  • STRENGTH

    Maybe we don’t speak tonight, Using just our eyes to decipher another language, Our code for “Who’s stronger between the two of us?” Maybe it’s just from another realm. We speak while we’re shivering, And while we’re too twisted to even think straight, The power to evade this fate has escaped from my reach, We… Continue reading

  • Back To You

    My own hands, they now seem alien to me, I’ve missed you enough already, There’s no place I’d rather be than where you are, I look down to see tears washing my emotions ashore, And bringing about my laughter still etched in you, There’s no hand I’d rather seek than yours, There’s nothing to live… Continue reading

  • THE OLD MAN ON THE SIDEWALK

    Stuttering through the street, with your retinue in tow Hunched over, face down, almost striding, Trying to match the pace this relentless world has set, When did we lose our sense of compassion? Pacing the sidewalk with your ego tucked low, Notice the old man on the edge of the street, With his body in… Continue reading

  • INFALLIBLE

    You see the church looming up, You go searching for your heart But you know you can’t find it, ‘Cause you have come to an end to praying. You hear the temple bells toll, You start looking for your soul But you know you have none, As you have used up all your wishes. You… Continue reading

  • HER DILEMMA

    I knew a girl who used to shine bright, Who fought against the tides of time, As the sands of sorrow remained behind, She danced to the tunes of her own rhyme.   Her mind travels to the lanes of love, She battles but underneath the facade she’s hollow The chains that bind her try… Continue reading

  • ASK

       Ask the flower just before it has bloomed, Ask her how she bore the pain underneath The entire facade that she’s been carrying forever, Before turning into this enchantress who manifests. Ask the butterfly just before it has metamorphosed, Into love, away from all the world’s abhorrence, Ask her how her touch made the… Continue reading

  • HOW TO BREAK A HEART

    Since you’re not worth my love, I haven’t given up I’m stronger than that, And though my heart will break, I’m taking back my faith Cause right now my world is spinning too fast.   And if you were the one, you wouldn’t hurt me so bad But you won’t be the end of me..… Continue reading

  • THE ROSE

    When you see trees spreading their branches, Autumn’s past and winter has come. Leaves shredding, joining twigs together, You know that the year is all but done.   The leaves turn yellow while the branches remain, The pretending cacophonies may never end. While the hues of tomorrow paint the world, The soul gets to see… Continue reading

  • THIS PRETENCE

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    Blood,  Fiercely raging, Flowing across those Mountains that every man      Did cross over previous perceptions, Unfathomable.   Soul, Caged, confined, Signifying every wish, All burnt and unfulfilled, Always learning how to survive, Unconvinced.   Heart, Taking chances, Trying everything once, Breaking free of incarceration, Forever learning how to appreciate, Undesirable.   Mind, Teaching etiquette,… Continue reading

Mohul Bhowmick

Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.


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