Thursday, November 13, 2014

Afterhours

I don't know you at all.
After waiting for so long in the dark of the dark
Spent and retired
In the odourless jar 
of Hope

Chasing the winds has been easier
Perhaps, because I needed it less
But unlike you, it always caressed

I don't know you at all
After waiting for so long in the dark of the dark
For a whisper that shook the universe,
Once upon a time.
But today, barely moves the sand.

Birds chirped, their babies perked
But the moon in your eye 
Was far from being lit up

I don't know you at all
After waiting for so long in the dark of the dark
Remembering the ebb and tide
Of memories
On which we sailed our boat

And made it travel far and wide
In the only direction, it knew then.
Upstream

I don't know you at all
After waiting for so long in the dark of the dark
Unguarded and unsafe
In the reckless head
Of mine

Where I made a drawing of you
And placed you gleefully
Right next to the red star

I don't know you at all.
After waiting so long in the dark of the dark
And now, the hollow ghost of the wait
Haunts every part of me
Like the undeniable truth of existence itself

Begging for an answer
In lieu of my
peace

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