April 18, 2011

Hum Me Another Harmony

For me to wane under your shadow,
We must share the same Universe.
Fortunately for your stars,
I'm not one in your sky.

Of the realms that cut through my space,
There's the denial,
The farewell,
And re-embracing,
The same cold autumn wind,
Through the city street-corners,
And the sub-urban flower-beds.

It enacts the same jubilant harmony
A celebratory arrival
Of that on who I have no claim.
A Territorial misfit,
A silver dream,
In our Universe.

Locked away under shadows
Of a bell-jar, of cardamom and almonds,
Cast in its image,
By a crisp sunshine,
Locked as punishment,
Locked through the absence
Of Guilt.

Six years of the first battle,
And I'm in the midst of a second one,
Am I allowed ONE failure?

Yes, you can live each day as your last,
As much as you wish,
But you shall never be prepared enough for death...

Picture Courtesy: Utsav Akhoury

1 comment:

Shahana said...

This is lovely, Ritwik.