Goodbye
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Goodbye.
I said it loud, I said it clear.
Yet beneath the strength,
it hid some tears.
Tears to be understood,
tears to be endured.
But endurance came with limits,
and understanding, with love.
Love was never something we could hold.
We hanker but never understand,
that saying goodbye can be a way to love.
Loving is never a matter of possession,
it can be a form of surrendering.
Tonight I let you go,
not because I love any less.
But because I no longer understand;
love is a word we can never use.
And tonight tears shall be my companion,
tears to be endured,
tears to be understood.
Tears that signified an end.
An end not to love;
an end rather, to be mine.
***
That smile
Monday, October 16, 2006
That smile,
it brought back memories.
Days spent in the backyard,
where joy resided in the air,
and love aplenty too.
Or that crazy trip down the stairs,
all thirty floors,
it was really pure fun.
And that innocent smile,
it made us craved.
Time spent listening on the phone,
building up a strong and steady bridge,
not knowing a wall was erected too.
Or that place we called ours,
with laughters, hugs and dinners,
it was really enjoyable.
But that smile,
it hid some pain.
A longing to be understood,
a craving to be perfect,
yet perfection was a flawed idealogy.
Or to be loved,
and to love in return,
yet love was too, an unknown identity.
That smile,
it was so perfect,
it was so loving.
Yet that smile,
it was never for me.
And never for you.
It was just a smile,
never to be shared.
***
Story
Friday, October 13, 2006
Flip.
Suddenly, it looked all different again.
The smell, the taste,
the understanding,
all so knowingly unknown.
Step.
The steps taken,
and those retracted,
they jotted out a path,
all so seemingly unseen.
Look.
Be enchanted by the mysterious,
those corners hidden by fog,
or portraits tainted,
all so creepy-ly surreal.
Amazed.
Be amazed at how much one can grow.
The world's a question to unravel,
and a journey to path,
all so amazingly undaunted.
Goodbye.
Say it with gusto,
say it with resignation,
that life is forever temporary,
it is always the spark that matters.
***
Breaking
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Slowly, but surely,
that icy, chilling wind passed by,
coldness elicited upon the beat.
His haggard form cut a lonely shape,
his forlorn silhouette a pain to see.
Amidst the tormenting blizzard,
steps of his never failed to gather pace.
Yes, yes.
The realisation of truth,
the courage of a man.
The scorching coldness,
he can endure.
Yet as snowflakes awaited, dead,
his heart was breaking,
his eyes were moistened.
He longed for an understanding,
an understanding that never came.
The chill warmed his dead self.
Or heart?
***
Strength
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Darkness submerged shimmering stars,
and shrouded the dwindling path.
That flicker flashed frantically,
a jolt meant to awake the sound.
The whiteness witnessed weariness,
a longing tugging at the heartstrings.
Tears drowned dreaded departure,
and mercilessly ended the spark.
Yet around the shivering, shaken soul,
courage remained distinguished.
And amidst the luminous lighted life,
love for her shall surround.
For even if fate feted finality,
strength shall bestow upon her.
Always here
***
Snowflake
Monday, October 02, 2006
The wintry blast broke banality;
it gushed up right through cerebrum,
which reeked of a strangely similar smell.
That moist maiden mesh,
where touches sensed tranquility,
and a familiar fascinating facade.
Riding on the train through time,
she descended upon yesternight,
carrying along a sweet saccharrine scent.
The flaking, fleeting feel;
memories paced forward,
like constant, changing charges.
Yet places where tender touches tantalised,
a wall upon erected,
that cordoned chummy couples.
***
