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Digital Memories

You exist,deep down
in a folder hidden so well
With distractions along,not because
other might find you,
but so that I shall lose
my way, from keep going back

You exist, hidden among thousand pictures
your laughter, gay and static
beside the beach, and with me
somewhere in the corner
and because of the thousand pictures,
I won’t pretend to see it

You exist,far back in my brain
as dreams and moments and memories
like waves in an ocean,
you come back at night,
during high tide,
many a sleepless night

you exist, among the hundred commuters
on the train, in the mall,
all the places that I go to
I try my best not to glance at them,
out of fear, what if i see you?
And sometime, I do see-
bits of you in the smile,
part of you in the child’s dance
the lovely glance of the old couple

And why do I keep all these memories,
these digital memories of you?
I tell myself I don’t want to look back
Yet, destroy them, I do not

So I will let those , let be
souvenirs of a bygone time
A happy time, nonetheless
a dot in my past,
A digital memory.

And then life went on.

All that I asked of you, was warmth
and a shoulder to support,
in the dark evening.

There we could have sat,
arms locked, heads resting,
and be in complete silence,
yet, be at peace.

But you said,no
the most terrible no
I’ve heard in my entire life,
And it simply broke me down.

I didn’t even hide it,
and you pretended not to see it.

Even worse, I knew the reasons
for your choices,understood the unfair
desperate,circumstance that you were standing on.

Doesn’t make it any less painful.

And then life went on.

The Lady by the Cottage

I was wondering what to write over here, when I realized that, I have not seriously attempted at writing a poem. Well, I sort of had written something up earlier, and thought I could just put it out here.

Will you bring your walls down?
Here I am,waiting at your door,
I can’t move from here,
I am going in circles.

Your wall seems to be growing taller,
I used to jump up and could see,
the wooden house, the enchanting garden,
and you by the swing.

Heard you had a beautiful castle,
with your doors wide open
and a wizard passed your way once,                                                                                                                                               and burned everything to ashes.
Oh, no wizard I am,
your neighbour next door,
ready to be the knight in armour
if something dreadful comes your way.

You have given this passerby
pleasant sight for his sore eyes,
He has heard the love in thee songs,
when none thought you spoke

My lady, there is a heart,that
yearns for thy songs,
yet the heart knows, that the destruction
by the wizard, was too evil

And that it takes time,
of which, you have none to spare,
as you need to leave this place
for all that must be done

For ask you to wait,
I cannot, and you know that too
So here I am, outside your walls
helpless, sore and lonely.

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