Friday, January 14



NEARNESS OF YOU


Dressed in black and blue
wearing a mischievous smile
 
Walking as if you own the world
and smiling as if it’s been a while
 
You come… and serenade the mundane
blow by blow

I ask, where did I let myself go…
Where did I lose focus in time?

The endeavor or the grace,
where did I fall out of my fast pace
and slowly started to live back time...

The moment you start
is the moment I became benign

I know little is known of you
to those standing in line

And I may too end up
waiting in time
but I'll take every chance
that gets me to you


One day at a time
I think we can make it through
till you become me
or I you...
And what would I not give if I could find...
what you hide in silence
Are those the words that will set me free?

But all that you look for
and all that you do
is what makes you true

I try and hide, keep a level head
and grow far out of sight,
keep calm and while away time
 
Because when you walk away,
each time it causes deep pain
It’s a feeling I’ve not known
and I know somehow I won't again

But it comes to me and remains
with long after I’ve mulled
all that there was to

In silence and at midnight
I am used to being my own cynosure
you’ve come and displaced
that rapture, jolted the core..
Everything there was, I was
after and before...

And I thought I was complete
before you came and chipped me away
and in the most populous of places
I feel more barren than I was yesterday

And yet I long to wait in each line
knowing not what lies ahead..
 
Could it be a mirage that lulled me in time...

Hoping you'd have me
somewhere in your heart if not mind...

Could I ever call you mine…?

I know I must be losing it
cause somehow I take everything you give me
as a final part of this tale

It kills me to know we’re not conjoined at heart...
we never were and it may stay so; we grow apart
 
But growing old together is my wistful mind at play
And gnawing at its doorstep is a hope
that this winter will turn
into a romantic autumn someday

And the hope wakes me up each day too
I could die each night
if all my mornings were to begin with you

And all that you leave behind is something
I could never earn...
And what could I say to you but go on…

I’m lying in hope,
only hoping that it brings some respite

I know odds overwhelm me
like nothing else in the world
and its them against my might

And yet I dare to ask you each time
you are the one for me and there's nothing
that will close that thought in time
It’s the audacity of hope that makes me inane
to bleed out any shame, discomfort or pain
and look beyond that dysfunctional logics
that obfuscate the pain

And seek you till you’re far away from my sight
and might... (which I know you never will be)
and nestled in oblivion…

And if curtains fall on this sight
I’ll not be putting up any fight…

I'm in love and always will be...
Somewhere, happy I’ll be dreaming,
gazing down your deep magical eyes
relinquishing alone in my heaven…
of togetherness that would only renew

  A vision that remained
while you leapt towards skies…

2 comments:

  1. Loved it!! Each time you write a poem like this one...I wonder who she is!! I almost fell in love with whoever she is just by reading your poem! :)

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  2. I smile because I know she's near,
    for her love is an image inked in this poor poet's tear...

    Thank you for your kind words. She's worth every word and more... :)

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