Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Parties

It is the season of parties.
A lovely time, a lonely time.

There are parties with loved ones,
With one, or the other, gladly, or not.

There are parties with friends,
Perfect for the moment, expendables, or not.

There are parties to choose,
Excuses easy to say, and hear, or not.

There are parties for one,
A lifelong solitude, bitter, or not.

There are parties uninvited,
Names to note, and cross, or not.

It is the season of parties.
A lonely time, a lovely time.

2 comments :

  1. Hi Arjun,

    I read this poem thrice with different moods and yet.. it made perfect sense during each of the read... loved the satire yet lonely yet realistic yet sad yet funny poetry of yours... I am still not sure if I have understood it fully...  but i liked what ever i understood...

    - KP

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    1. New Year's Eve always puts me into that kind of mood. Thanks a lot for reading, KP.

      Best wishes.

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