Snuffing out hopes, shutting down lives The Reaper moves onward, his eyes shut, ears covered Empathy eludes Him; He seeks lifelessness But then we don’t really know Him, do we? What can I speak of one whom I know not? But I do know of us, the alive and breathing Seated in a circle of Life to witness those around Vanish in the midst of the recital of their being A moment ago, I knew their names, I saw their smiles And before I knew them more, they were breathing their last. Soon followed the deafening silence- A cold and unsettling one, as warned; but e’en that failed to prepare me for the emptiness they left behind. The near ones who leave us, I have known the searing pain But they, whom I knew from afar strangely made me realise A loss never lesser, a pain so raw, a truth so bitter. Maybe, the Reaper has reaped more than His due! Grimly, that is never the truth, is it? I, rather we can blame the whole world Or take up responsibility of each and everything; but Truth is, they, who left will never return And I hold onto each memory I’ve, however faint it is Before that also spirals into a void And I refuse any words of comfort, courtesy of an arrogant self Just one nagging question reverberates within… “But why them, blooming with purpose and kindness?”
There comes the path yet again, clear as ever Though I don’t recall the last time I walked on it Gosh! Another thorn prick on my feet But wait!!! didn’t it happen ages ago? Yeah, ages ago… the phantom pain so real!!! In this misty stillness, I still feel the breeze That lured me into this heaven I created… A heaven that I name mine and I don’t recall why. I know that I know this way, The way I remember a loving memory- A warm rush of emotions, a kind prayer…then forgotten And shelved once again, To be remembered an eternity later Seems I’m strolling here in some forgotten memories of mine Or am I part of a recalled memory for the path and all it holds???…
Elegance, her enigmatic aura And I, her lover, a facade of calm Carved in brilliance, the sky kisses her tiara Elegance, her enigmatic aura Echoing whispers of an ancient realm; Lest we forget the grandeur of an era That birthed her refined majestic calm Elegance, her magnificent aura And I, her lover, a façade of calm!!!
The right notes To sing songs of our truth… A truth revealing the perfect words Of our love for each other and ours. Words infused with the fragrance of red roses And caressed with the melody of wind chimes in the breeze… Funny to think we’d it all planned- the right moment, the right music, right words… Yet, when I saw my truth twinkling in your eyes And you saw yours in mine, Plans became a confused jumble of moments And through the strains of music still being perfected We heard ourselves, sure and clear “I love you”!!!… Didn’t we, love?❤❤