Tuesday 9 October 2012

An Unfamiliar Lull

The lull has started losing its softness. The essence lingers, the effect has faded. Is it rust? Is it the baggage? Is it sand? Or lust singed and cindered? For love..love cannot burn out..can it?

The Eyes Had It

Light brown as the light washed over them. Flooding me with a feeling deep down in my stomach. Like a car flying at a 140 an hour. Or a tearjerker of a movie hitting climax. Or a foot slid up a leg under a table. All in one. All at once. In a single glance. Those soft puppy eyes. Holding all the love in the world in the heartbreak of a moment before the same love would crush it beneath its own weight. And then they blinked. Leaving a pair of dark eyes on a youth of the idealistic fervour of one freshly ordained into the truths of the universe.

"Where do lost words go?"

They sink slowly into the depths of the heart that should've whispered them. They fade into the same silence that they create. They break into the void of their absence. They swirl in the heavy mists of vague and vivid doubt. They singe and burn in the forbidden melody of dreams dreamt. They are the lingering impressions of your hand on mine. The memory of an innocent brush of skin and soul. The fossilized masses of half remembered moments. They are there. Lost words don't die.

Tears and Shoelaces

Tunisian carpets
Afloat on flames
Burnt out waters
Brunnettes on ski things
Rainbow darkness
And Everests
And Meanings

Clearest of delusions
Vaguest realities
Future lives
And present deaths
Half-lies
And past tense
Sovereign Republics
Hindu conservatives
And Everests
And Meanings

Overflowing toy cars
Run over children
Tears and shoelaces
And Everests
And Meanings

A Present

Pink slippers.
An orange balloon.
A wooden door.
Frosted windows.
An unreflecting mirror.
A present.

Clink of glasses.
Tinkling laughter.
Booming shouts.
Laden tables.
Laughing revelry.
A present.

Greedy eyes.
Beating hearts.
Sharp intakes of breath.
Churning stomachs.
Boiling blood.
A present.

Wood fires.
Crumpled sheets.
Stained floors.
Muffled moans.
Blind rush.
A present.

Heat.
Sweat.
Raw.
Hunger.
Craving.
A present.

A feast.
Chicken bones.
Broken glass.
Dregs of wine.
A longing eye.
A present.

Shade.
Shroud.
Shadow.
Shame.
Charade.
A present.

Light.
Lust.
Love.
Life.
Leisure.
A present.

Flesh.
Blood.
Tears.
Pain.
Loss.
Words.

A present.