as usual, i write poems

i write poems, as usual
though love, you said, has left
for the station of dusk

like most of dramas
breaking-up always makes nice dressing
seasoned with some drops of tears

but I’m not that fond of Indian films
perhaps since I’m too close to grief
or tears

or cries resembling laughter
or simply a piece of rhyme
a poem of nonsense

as usual
i write poems
usual ones

very usual