Poems by
Vidya Kudva

In the still of the night

a poem by Vidya Kudva

In the still of the night;
The keys clicked away
Though not steadily,
A glance now and then,
At the hands of time:
Stopped the flow
Of the words on the screen.

Wanting to leave,
But not just yet;
Let me finish this page-
Then I am done.
Told myself again and again,
As if trying to hold off the inevitable-
Waiting impatiently.

Rushed for a cab, didn’t find any.
Oh! Where’s one when you need one?
Cheated an old acquaintance-
Told him a tale:
My friend’s in grave danger-
Please take me there.

He raced with the wind;
Took me to the apartment
Without further ado.

Opened the door;
Flew into his arms;
And was flooded with
A much-anticipated heat
Uncoiling in the pit of my stomach.

Spent the whole night
Cuddled up tight – being kissed all over.

The sun rose- spreading an awareness;
Shame and guilt ganged up on me.
Crawled away with hunched shoulders
To work and an agonised conscience.
Till the sun sets and the story starts over all again.