Sunday, October 11, 2009

Eternal summer

The clouds disappeared suddenly
Like the relatives after a festival.
The indefiniteness of solitude is back
with its blues and other hues
And without its centimeters of leak.
Once a while there is a "tup" sound
A suicide cracker bursting itself
in the afternoon heat.
The chill in the air gives me a shudder.
How Time is starting to be cold
And throwing another year into the bin!
And like a worn out Halloween mask
exposing my vulnerabilities with each calender.
I long for a siesta in this eternal summer
I long to do nothing-
Today, tomorrow and the day after.
I long for such an abstract illusion.
Tomorrow, like a tough exam in the school
pulls up a knot in my stomach.
I cannot ask "Why me?".There is no answer.
I lost myself somewhere back then.
In those years, when I should have
stopped for a thought or two.
Not being sure when I will meet him again
I drag myself like a log of wood on tar
Making a screeching noise-
Neither a prayer nor a shout for help.

3 comments:

aria said...

"I lost myself somewhere back then.
In those years, when I should have
stopped for a thought or two."

thats so profound..
that part of 'self' lost somewhere keeps haunting like a stick figure.

Musings of a wanderer said...

@Aria
Self is lost quite a many times in life. And it is an eternal summer. Something eternal, elongated, undying always haunts us like the Gods and Demons.

Avi said...

Fantastic.
"Relatives after festival" and "suicide firecracker" ...what a thought !!