Sunday, April 8, 2007

Neighbours

Doors bang shut
At footfalls on stairs
Conversations freeze
For the intruder to pass
Faces turn away
At chance encounters
Or make strained smiles
I know these vain bipeds
Owning prime square feet
Sniff at tenants like me
"Lock the gate!"
Somebody yells at me
I sheepishly turn back and obey
Outside on the street
Mongrels in a turf war
Bare fangs and snap at each other
(Published in the Kavya Bharati)

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