A bench
that I will forever remember
For words
said and heard
Words
between loneliness and solitude
And the path
walked up to another
Words
between hurt and numbness
And the
morphine
Words to
feel or seem to feel
To pick up
the pieces and start again
To live
differently from what we are
To be the
people we never were
To run away
and come back to ourselves
But we’re
not the same now.
Words
between suffer and hope
To light
the candle that burns us
Words between
dreams and reality
Standing across
the bridge
Waiting with
tired gaze
For the hope
that has run late
Words
between young and old
To embrace
the advice of time
Graying
hair, dying forts and barren trees
Tell the wandering
souls
That shores
shall forget them
And footprints
be washed away
Words
between bees and pigeons
Wounded and
wet
But taking
off again
To return
home like nothing had happened
Dancing in
the hive or cuddling in the nest
Never to
share or complain
Words
between dogs and men
And their
names and games
Their aims
and their blames
When we
confuse one red for another
And run
after wagging carefree tails
To help
soothe the pain that was never felt
It rained
on a cold February night
And all of
the world’s pain was washed away for a brief moment
But it
swept back
To fill the
crevices of our souls again
Till pain
makes way for no more pain
And we
breathe back to our numbness
Words
between cloaks and layers
For our
fabric inside is torn
And once in
a long while
We snatch a
moment
To mend it
And go
forth again
The wet
clay
Given to
inexperienced hands
Now
distorted pots
But holding the water still
For a
thirsty traveler
Who wouldn't care
Words
between words and words
The ones
that we hang on to
The curse
that we have learnt to cherish
The noise
is our music
We know the
notes
For so
often it has been played
Words between
the paths we take
Different and
yet the same
Fighting a “civil”
war
Inside our
heads
To be or
not to be
Let us
decide upon another day
This bench
that I will forever remember
For words
said and heard
Words of a
soul sublime
Weaved into
a quilt
By unseen
threads of light
To keep you
warm on a harsh winter night.
