Parenthesis

An interlude,

inviting memories.

A deflection

from your indifference,

Keeping me amused.

A languid you, and

A spirited me.

Two distorted phrases,

Joined by a weary conjunction.

My restless emotion draped

over your stony silence

Exasperated...

not redundant, yet.

My words,

wait to permeate your nonchalance

As I curl up with my thoughts, once again

in the parenthesis.

Collage

The spaces of my mind

bear the stamp of your being

here,not too long ago.

I have pushed you away

many times over

stashing you

under the layers of indifference

yet you surface,

and stir up some urgings not so wise .

Do your sheets still hold my fragrance

or, you aired them in the starkness

of daylight.

Does your mind still make love to my memories

or, you mothballed them

to be put aside.

A collage of images

framed, and

put on the wall of my heart

stare back at me,

almost accusingly.

Does your mind skim over

the moments gone past

just as your fingers did,

over the satin of my skin?

A void deep there

still holds your thought...

Where Fools Tread...

I see the vacuity of your being

in my thoughts,

my memories,

and

existence.

You breeze in swiftly,

just when I get used to

your absence.

Stirring emotions,

I dont need.

But,your expertise

coaxing me

to a surrender

As I watch helplessly.

My resolve throw caution to winds

As I fly with you,

soaring beyond the realms of reason.

Vacuums

Vacuums,
In our togetherness.
Menacing,
Threatening,
Getting bigger.

Trust, you know,
They exist.
And realise too,
With trepidation,
They do serve a purpose.

We come close,and
Collide.
Walking in opposite direction.
The Words,
Bounce off and return
Unheard.
Deprived of attention.

There is a comfort in your shadow,
As you trail,
My stride.
On our separate mental realms,
We stand our ground.
As if,
Almost, duty bound.

But,
We stay, resolutely
In our togetherness.
The space,
With our own nooks
A bubble encapsulating us,
Spacing us out,
Nevertheless...

Change My Song

I rummage through
My mind and memories,
Combing the crevices
Scanning swiftly.

I pick up words carefully,
Putting them together,
Crafting them well. Yet,
Far from gratified.

Life seems off-key,
The music gone wrong.
Then out of blue
You cruise breezily,and
Change my song.
I love your audacity
Your gumption and your defiance.

Cleverly you arrange the notes
And I am led to a merry dance.
You hold me, not so close,
Yet I am drawn.

You set my rhythm;
You call the tune
In a trance, I dance,
Mindlessly,and discover myself
...anew

Too Late

I recall,
but wonder,if you do too.
We were walking together,when,
suddenly,a shroud of mist blinded us.
I lost your sight,
and called out your name.
Straining to hear the answering call,
I looked around within my range.

Your name on my lips,
and fear in my heart,
I tried to cut through the mist that made us part.

Time sped,
hope lost...
and you were nowhere,near or far.

And then you remembered,
your soul cringed
you came looking
and found me aching.

I wanted to say some,
you urged to hear
My throat was dry,
my voice croaked in fear

I crawled in my shell,
leaving you thus..
The veil that cursed my trust
just thrown between us...

Icicles

The winter frost,
Is no match
To the icicles of my heart.
The icy blizzard
Sends me rushing,
Seeking succour
And comfort.

Scorching memories,
Torching desire.
The sun eludes me, but
Triggered is my fire!
The ice around my heart now,
Wills to melt.
Advent of spring,
Can it ever be stalled?