Friday, 31 May 2013

Unexpected Last.

Unexpected, a surprise
Of treacherous beholding
Crept silently behind my back
Only to fall right ahead of me
Blinding me
Visibly far sight was gone
A sudden void
It meant to crush from within
And it jolted all that was still benign
Time spun before my eyes
It chimed nostalgia
The broken ties
The reckoning bond
The severed state now
It all seemed believable, like I knew it all along
But then time and again I feel for that laugh
I fell for the sheer honesty of it, the brilliant charm of it all
I remember the laugh
In my ears, in my eyes, every moment I go on.

And now it is but a careless surmise
That devastating world of ours
That will live until I do
With me,
Juvenile like the self
A little something you wouldn't again care to find
Something of your own making, but seldom mine
Something I longed for,
Then wished to revel in whenever I’d find...
A splendid glory’s might!
Alas!
You exit,
Yet I find
Belonging
Bondage
And pride
Another of your gifts, perhaps
If only they lent time...

Time flies they say
And I see how, very clearly now
And maybe so do you
‘Ola birdie!’
You have your wings,
You must fly, I realize
I no longer own my niche
Neither the feather of your being
I have no choice.

Farewell dearest!
I see you chirp
I vision contentment
I saw you  in my dream the past night
You must stay so
I have never wanted anything more.
And while you’re gone,
My sky has closed in
I bid my last
Just one for you,
Remember I remain, living that laugh
Somewhere, where you can always find
A niche in your beautiful mind.









Thursday, 30 May 2013

In empty phrases

Sudden quiet
‘twas a mellow mood
Sombre in it’s being
Slight quiver of belonging
Meagre belief but one of everlasting longing
Like cold wind to a shivering wreck
Like dagger to a wound
A ‘maybe’ to a ‘never’
A ‘but’ to a ‘fact’
Something unfulfilled, more incomplete...
Words reeked the daunting space,
Reverberation of void, within itself
Echoes, time and over
Of repeatedly sought dreams
All but in a few empty phrases
All shallow
Meaningless
Futile
Loud, yet unheard.


Why?
 A careless feat of the known
Reality recognized but ignored
Cries in vain
A step ahead, and then gone
Unfeeling
Lost
Shattered bits of memory remain
Or maybe ones that simulate within the mind
Of all spoken and heard
I remember now
Vividly so
And I will say, time and over
But isn't it now,
Like it remains
In empty phrases?