1 AM Friend

a woman sitting alone in the night and smoking

It’s 1 AM and my eyes are on the mobile screen,
have already read everyone’s posts, comments, and whining,
All cigarettes in the carton have perished,
and the sad playlist is almost finished,
But for me, there is still no sleep,
I wish to go out this time of the night,
lie on the road and watch the stars in the entire Galaxy,

I am in love,
but she is asleep,
the confusion, the restlessness engulfs my soul,
I wish she could see this,
With no expectations or any hope,
without any lie or pretend,
I need someone to talk,
I just need a 1 am friend,

Would talk food, would talk politics,
hours on movies, would talk anything about electronics,
Would listen to my favorite songs,
would discuss the rights and wrongs,
Then there would be stories,
ranging from horrors to comedies,

Mumbai streets would be our beds,
and the savory vada pav would fill us,
We would know there is no future for us;
We would be two lonely creatures of the night as such,
Smoke with me,
Share sleepless moments with me,
Fall on me,
and say whatever hurting,
Without any promises of togetherness,
Give my loneliness some meaning,

Like everything, these nights will also end,
But for now, my loneliness really needs a 1 am friend…

My Empty Room

Empty Room
“If she wants to hurt me,
I wish she does it tonight”

Damn my empty room,
this gloomy fluorescent light,
Me sitting in a corner against the empty wall,
And burning on my lips, the fifth cigarette of the night,
No messages from her,
I am still waiting with a faint hope,
restlessness seeps in,
despair grows and grows,
but the phone won’t buzz,
not even for a lie,
there were days when she used to hang after four in the morning,
Now there isn’t even a simple goodnight,

There is a lonely fish in the bowel,
I haven’t named it yet,
No sleep in my eyes,
My heart burned and hurt,
I wonder unaware of my anguish,
she must be sleeping tight,
I am doing nothing wrong
but something isn’t right,
If she wants to leave, just leave,
but don’t give me any more lies,
If she wants to hurt me,
I wish she does it tonight,

Damn! I need something to get high,
These cigarettes aren’t enough,
I have such a bad playlist,
finding hard to get the right words,
I don’t have a single sad song
to speak of my plight,
Nobody to call,
I don’t want to make it someone’s gossip or delight,
Why I even fall in love?
I was content with my lonely life,
But she made it feel worthwhile,
She gave me reasons to be happy and smile,
Now her silence makes me so terrible,
I can’t think straight, I need another light,
God! Give me something please,
I really need something to make through this long night. ..