I saw some moon tonight, she
looked rather pale, unappealing and kept appearing nevertheless. ‘You weren't this
ugly before, you don’t inspire anymore’, I cursed! I didn't see her for
sometime but I’m eventually on the road once again. The skies were clear yet
something was dodgy. Some air that stood polluted and eclipsed!
Yes, there have been those dark
marks on you always. But you shined, you reflected well. You glowed and I waited
to see you each night. You came in several shapes new and full, sharp and intense.
But today you fail to impress…
My long day thus ended but you
kept recurring in my thoughts. That love you once evoked appears lost in dust. It’s
all foggy and unclear, little ugly even. For once I wonder if I loved you ever!
Call it a curse or destiny, some
bad luck or misfortune, none of which I ever believed before. But it brings me
to you who stirred emotions, made me a poet, an artist and a dreamer. The same
you who taught me verses and peeked at nights to ensure I smiled. That colorful
crown of yours after rains, that glowing star which hung like your ornament, I kept
staring at you with passion. Those nights have been lost somewhere, I can’t
comprehend!
I turn a few pages and turn a few
more. I see you there, you the beautiful, pleasant and peaceful. I see my open
arms reaching skies calling and hugging you tight. I’m alone wandering on dead
roads at midnight just with you showing me light. I spoke to you about everything
and I told you my story. Only you knew me! But again, those pages seem worn out
and old. Clocks have ticked, times have flown and past is gone. Like always!
And today I feel no love, no
attraction or possession. It’s the same you, oh moon! It’s the same me, too. But
there’s an air that’s polluted that stands between the two…
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