Ambit Of Love


He waits for her at the ambit of love.

She enters in anticipation.

He latches the door.

She opens herself up.

He kisses hopes.

She keeps aside the uncertainties.

He clutches his fingers into hers.

She slips into him effortlessly.

He brushes his teeth habitually like every night.

She drinks a glass of water before sleep.

He snores lightly deep in his slumber.

She opens her mouth while sleeping.

He makes exotic coffee.

She prefers hot tea.

He roves around house bare-chested singing.

She throws her wet towel on the bed.

He walks with her along the shoreline.

She sits beside him on the moist beach sand.

He dances with another woman in the bar.

She gulps down another glass squeezing her eyes.

He struggles to explain.

She lets the silence speak.

He turns on the fairy lights entangled in wine bottles.

She listens to their silhouettes’ muted conversation.

He writes about her without writing at all.

She starts her poems with him.

He moves with a gradual momentum.

She runs carelessly.

He doesn’t take the trouble to catch up.

She waits hopelessly for him beyond the ambit of love.

-Kritika Vashist

May Not Be There Tomorrow

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You turn away your gaze
your pride
your ignorance
overshadowing what life offers you.
Stop and look back at the opportunity
for it may not be there tomorrow.

Your eyes get heavy
holding the tears
of unfulfilled love
occluding you to see
the beautiful person
standing besides you.
Wipe away that pain and
hug that kind soul
for they may not be there tomorrow.

You hide behind the wall
of misunderstandings
even though you could hear
voices of falling out.
Break down the wall
and hold their hand
for they may not be there tomorrow.

The disbelief in yourself
grows larger than your shadows
encumbering you to move
any further.
Do not step back
in uncertainty
for the chance may not be there tomorrow.

You look down
walk roughly in despair
while melancholy
tries to chop down your wings.
Look up, see the vast sky
and spread your wings to fly
for time may not be there tomorrow.

Love what you have got today
for it may not be there tomorrow.

Love the life you have been blessed with
for you may not be there tomorrow.

-Kritika Vashist