Across the streams of livelihood
With silent wings by the side,
Slides the simple creature
Into the passage of time.
An accidental glance at the beholder’s plight,
Ends a spell of perennial drought.
And showers incessant droplets,
Completing the loop with another naught.
As the nature prides itself
With riches out of one’s way,
Oblivious is the harbinger,
Who is just drifting through another day.
Amidst the snowflakes we could really feel,
Around the little hearts we could clearly see,
Among the chirps we could easily hear,
We would be dancing without any fear.
Oblivious to those blindfolded eyes,
Unbeknownst to the balance she holds,
Far from the streets of right and wrong,
We would be dancing without a song.
Above the labyrinths engraved in sand,
Above the fences hiding in the air,
Beyond the revered land of columns and rows,
We would be dancing amongst highs and lows.
Far from the rhythms of yes’s and no’s,
Far from the whispers of laws silly,
Far from the world of “them” and “us”,
We would finally be dancing
As you and me.
There was fall in my mind,
As I picked up the autumn leaves.
And I kept on walking,
Amidst the naive breeze.
The birds, they cawed,
As if they knew the routine.
And there she was,
And that countenance keen
The attire that once swept my heart,
Was a broken soul like the nonchalant air.
Still the fighter managed to smile
As if she was sure I was there.
Thousand words were left unspoken
But that gaze, it exhaled life.
With eager eyes I looked at her
But she went right ahead without a strife
My reluctant thoughts were sure this was it,
As she folded the satin in a crease,
And dropped it just beside the stone,
That said “Rest In Peace”.
The fall ended as autumn dawned in.
But there was no sorrow.
‘Cause I knew,
There will again be a fall, tomorrow.