Wednesday, June 9, 2010

the world thru my eyes

once
you asked
if i have seen the world
and what its like

it took some time
for an answer to come
if your world is also mine...

i flew the skies and found clouds aren't soft
that beyond them are not rainbows but
tears that wait for the rain
to paint them blue or run them dry

years i spent climbing that mountain
for that promised land papa talked about
and there found smog, filth and slaves
that their masters left behind

i dove unto the heart of an ocean
and found there too dead corals lie
i've seen some fish feed on their young
because the sun killed the moss last night

i bathed free along the shore for a day
and three nights, bare skin that made
love with its sand, drifting along the debris
that the waves brought and took, as mine

the sun doesn't rise nor set my child
it doesn't melt on a placid lake as we believed
it watches us day and night, amused
of the foolish dreams we make

the stars did not shine for you nor for me
they have their own reason to be
they light our path, true perhaps, remember tho
they shall pass in their time, not ours, not us

i have written a hundred poems
of love, of hope, of dreams
I spat bitter songs of trust and betrayals
I have played with words so many times
not once knowing the stake was I

grey hairs have started to grow
papa says i'm not as pretty no more
the lines you see on my face now
are those i bought from a carefree youth

hear my laughter it is not as loud
they tell my story, mostly those untold
of the many pages my life explored
a few good ones to storm will hold

on nights when i feel brave enough to cry
the tears i shed are not of pain
but remembrances of all i have
missed and kept and loved and failed

dare not shake my hand, i have brittle bones
now, battles that left me frail and weak
are same walls that hold me up
eager and waiting for what's yet to come

tomorrow i shall tell you what world is like
let me rest tonight, let me close my eyes
allow me to..

live that life anew that you remind me of
wake up to a dream i'd like to tell you about









4 comments:

  1. there are so many wounds .....so much saline tears...
    i cant make your world
    look delightful.....even for a fragment of a moment ...

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  2. amiya, i dont ever want to be emotional, but just this once, allow me to. you and a few friends make my world beautiful..and if only for having your presence in my life, it was worth to go thru it all.

    thank you

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  3. hahaha..decode please!!! :) :P

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