An Enigma
Sometimes as cold
As the marble in the
Icy winter;
Sometimes as warm
As the mid-day desert
Wind, rising
And enveloping
Everybody in its tight hug;
Visible like a car/coffee ad,
Sometimes invisible,
Like the smile of a
Poor Asian widow,
Clad in white, and
Confined to the back
Of the dark house;
Laughing loud, like
Kids returning home,
After a long school day,
Sad, like a young engineer
Rejected in interview,
For the fifth time,
Despite a glittering M.Tech;
Very close, like the heart-beat,
Very far-off, like
A nearby brother/sister,
That never call,
Because I do not exist;
A newspaper puzzle,
An unread letter,
As the recipient had left,
A courier not delivered,
A delayed monsoon;
So many moods,
One silent rejection;
Still that open laughter,
And shining eyes;
The inviting look,
And the intervening distance,
Well, well,
An enigma---
You are,
My dear Valentine!
