EVOLUTION

Finger...
leaving finger
(Michelangelesque)...
rule of thumb...
fire,writing,wheel...
ape to man..to ape...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(15/6/2007)

TO BE ONE

Buried...
Buried
under skin...
Trapped,
under a forest of,
flesh and,white bone...
Where is the spirit?
So incomplete and,
halved beyond recognition...
It seeks
to be one...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(10/6/2007)

CHAIN

One
leads to
the other...

Despair,
Desolation,
Contagion...

Your's is
mine too,
in a chain
of suicide...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(3/6/2007)

BORDERLINE

I have been
on both sides
of the border...
No barbed wire
fencing,to keep
me away...
Its dark,both ways...
On one end,
no me...
On the other,
no you...
I pray,for
no man's land...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(3/6/2007)

BOTTLES BREAK

Stuffed up,
bottles break...
All of its
bitter contents
spilled on the floor,
burning your feet...
Bottles will break...
One,for every
year that
you hurt me...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(2/6/2007)

SMOKE FACES

One last
cigarette...

The smoke
reminds me,
of the countless
we've shared...

Of your lips...
and how I
was jealous
back then...
Will I have to
go back to
being jealous
again?

One last
cigarette...
To help me through
sleepless nights,
and countless days of
sleepwalking...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(1/6/2007)