Waiting

Waiting for you
Dear, to come –
… Oh, the times we’ve had
Oh, the dreams we shared
Waiting for reasons to fill in –
While Heart gets into musing
We lose them into voids

Waiting over at
The table –
Without, cups of coffee
Yeah, so long, I’ve waited …
Waiting for the dreams to die away
After you’d decided
Not to come, not to be mine

Waiting over cups
Of coffee –
You liked it with cream
And I liked it black –
Waiting for words to make sense –
For life to make some sense,
I lose reason to live

Waiting for me
To return –
From dreaming about you,
Those words said in hush
Waiting for those hands to hold mine
…The way you walked back
Without kissing goodbye

 

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Yellow is the name of the Song

A certain song that I used to know …

In a certain way, that it used to be sung,

I felt it play all over again, in my mind,

Why? Or, haven’t I had, left them all behind?

 

A song that I taught myself to sing …

I sang it day and night, sang it along,

With all those whom I knew, I felt,

Once, it take a life its own, and left me behind.

 

I feel taken, through the pastures all over again,

That I promised myself that I’d not return,

Ever to … but, I think, return I should.

The why is a thing, I’d have to make as I go…

 

So, I’m inching, speeding and inching again,

With a fistful of fragmented afterthoughts,

That I’d kept away. This morning, as I opened

Up the table-drawers , a yellow breeze did flow in …

 

From somewhere, I hope not, that it was from within.

Dedication: For Sindy, …if this’d lift her spirits .

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