Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Trying
I cut all corners,
I count all blessings,
I hunt down the old cassettes,
I empty the secret pouches of the suitcase.
The walls, they all disappear;
Memories of love, they love me so.

I go up north,
And then travel all the way south.
I wail, sitting on the benches of chennai station,
I shed a tear by the Juhu beach.
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I eat up the stock of your written words,
I re-play every single conversation.
I sit with you, saying things in silence;
Miles away, yet into your ears.

I cram up the sports page now,
I make much better coffee and tea;
At times I break open some closed doors,
And at others I let them be.


I learnt to walk fast enough now,
To match every step with you.
The walls, they all disappear;
Memories of love, they love me so.

I dream a dream now,
For dreams of black and white,
To take some shape, and some color too.
My walls, they have disappeared,
Memories of love, they love me so.

The walls around you have grown so tall.
The walls around you,
I hope, will break down too.
Until then, I will keep trying.


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I feel the same sometimes...Wish she could understand me. I am not a poet but I miss her Horoscope reading; First mine then hers. I miss her a lot..I should learn to get over it...

Balaji said...

Deep!Nice and simple phrases makes it effective!
Thanks for sharing this wonderful blog :)
Will keep coming back!