Thursday, November 19, 2009

Circles

Here I am.
Now,
Before you.
I was lost.
Guilty;
Just a while ago
In reality.
Now,
I return
To absolve
Myself clean;
To this virtual space.
Where
We often meet.
Oh! What pretense
This is?
Where a conversation
Means no contact.
There’s a connect
With a curtain
In between.
Emotions are mere
Brackets, colons
Slashes, hash
Hyphens and other
Punctuations.
When I
Have a lot to say;
With abbreviations
And acronyms,
I say it least.
When I need to silence
I :) or ;)
Leaving your imagination
To assume anything.
Where my thumb
Plays the tongue.
And your eyes
Act as ears.
Oh! What pretense
this is?
:-) :-( :-/ :-# :-|
Hope you understand
What I mean?
If not
I’m confused.
I guess
We are
Just going in circles,
Currently.
Here I am.
Now,
Before you.
I was lost.
Guilty;
Just a while ago
In reality.

Monday, November 09, 2009

All it takes...

From a cry to a squeal,
And some babble in the meantime;
Before you prattle with all the learnt words.
It takes a lot of practice to sound wise.

From scanty to crew cuts,
Gelled hairdos to going bald
Or turning grey when old,
It takes experience to groom your crown.

From being christened with just another name
To having it etched on a business card.
And moving onto a grave as an epitaph,
It takes a lifetime, be it a few years or decades.

From a fleeting glance to a constant gaze
And then an observant look;
Just before that hopeless fall,
It takes more than that first glimpse.

From being just another page
To turning into a phase,
And become a part of someone’s life,
All it takes is more than love.