Thursday, July 28, 2011

Look back once.. for me.....

Poetry where are you ?

There, right behind those soft eyelids that guard the little kid's dreams ?

Got you !

No ! He opened his eyes; I felt like I found you; I had you, but only for a second and then you vanished.

Where are you hiding?

Why are you sulking ?

I remember I promised you smiles; but that does not mean you would leave the moment I give place to pain in my heart.

I can only request you to come back into my heart, hold pain's hand and lead her out with you.

She seems to have lost her way in my heart.

Where are you ?

Have I by mistake left you among the pages of the long closed book of memories.

I opened the book; a dust of emotions rose. I thought I saw a flicker of you with it. But the dust choked my throat, my eyes blurred with tears.

Ah Poetry ! You were gone before I could hold your hand, sit beside you and colour you in my colours and get coloured in yours.

I know it is neither a poem nor an essay or a story... it is just a conversation, I am not even sure if it is worth sharing or not.. but then this place is mine... I'll be me here... whatever the me means... and today "me" said I have to come here and post something.

For past some days my place here has been like a house with a lock on the main gate but a window open giving a hint of who and what used to be inside and such houses scare me. I'll try and keep the doors open.. even if there is no party inside.. even if one comes just to sit and wander and wonder at the walls.. even if only to laugh at the stupidity or funniness or get confused at the complete lack of order and sense and sanity :)

You are welcome :)


Don’t ever try to become somebody else’s dream. That is when you lose the freedom to shape your life your own way. It is way more rewarding ...