Saturday, May 5


Someone to be ..


A lot of what I am today
Of what I'd be to you ..
Things that time brought me to
and the ones, without now .. I do

The places I've been
and those that remind me of you
The thoughts that we agreed on
Before we thought 'em through ..

The difference in shades
that divides the shelter
and yet nothing guards
What can no longer renew ..

Sore eyes can plead infancy
Erstwhile they cherished
what later the sensibilities
pledged to pursue ..

Near the shore
among the waves
There are traces ..still
Of the dew.

The drops that spilled
from the vision
That could not borrow the truth ..

I pretend to be asleep
and curtain each call ..
Yet in my mind lingers
memories of days that
wouldn't let me lull the fall ..

The sky turned gray
Pale was the leaf ..
Black it seemed all around
No color to hide this grief ..

While it rains outside
I would soak it all in
As all that we built
would melt and decay ..

It would remain,
what we had within
Though, what we shared
may turn into pain ..

I wouldn't give up
I would never give in ..
Meanings contorted
to decimate the remains ..


Yet, All of it .. incessantly
Rhyming insane ..

Is this a sojourn ..
Or An eternal quest ?
Am I just
amicably forlorn ?

An old shore, Sailor
What to do ?
'' Imprison the memories in a deep sack,
embark the anchor .. and let life renew ..
For the love of the blue .. !''


Can you can see the
difference . . silence brings to us all ... ?