memorabilia of an awful man...

Dear...
Have you ever thought
How civilization groomed
Here by this river...
Now filled with the dark and the gloom...
Have you ever imagined
What that day he meant
When by you set
He talked about birth and death?
Have you heard his whisper-tone
His mumblings out borne
Of his solitary journeys made
Through smokes smouldering his dreams delayed?

Think of that day
By some chance of luck or resultant dismay
One man came to this particular spot
And in his scrapbook he filled with laser-dots...
He sketched his heart out-
Forgetting life is for him too short...
He met you and fell in love unbound
He dipped his fingers into your river profound...
He did poems, paintings and so many idiotic things
With your pains he also his happiness linked...
He kissed you hard...
He touched you soft...
He made your eyelids to ecstasy drop...
He showed you the other side
How lunar attractions create a river tide...
He ran with you to the distant dawn
He took you to the ripe yellow field sown...
He became a child eager to suck
Milk from your nipples...so love stuck...
He...the man...the stars here met
Milky way he took you straight...

The white grassy flowers swaying in the breeze
He asked you to attend, pulling your skirt's crease...
The pond dark and cool, half covered by shade
Of trees in your eyes like a huge painting he made...
Then at night here...here at this place right
He waited with his flimsy dreams for a terrible flight...

When the lights from the other city
Over another bank
Fell and created mirages
On water when they sank...
He...dear...remember...wistfully ever
Wrote on a white fabric...a myth with fever
His hands shook, his skin got burnt
He seeking cool towards you then turned... 

Another day he talked only of his mom
Sitting by her in seclusion, by her cloudy tomb...
He talked and talked as if he has gone
Out of his wits...he then with you got alone...
He talked then of life being a journey
One way traffic...with road blocks funny...
He talked a whole day...dawn to dusk
Showing his all...his treasures of heart unmasked...
He kept his flow for another few months
You also joined him...in rains with his talks you danced...

Then another year of his stay
He remained joyous, buoyant and gay...
His sorrows perhaps that year vanished
He just flew like joys unleashed...
He flew like a seagull over the green sea
His mind flooding over...only with unprecedented glee...
You laughed and laughed
As if laughs were embedded
Into you, he all jokes by a transmission deeded...
You laughed at every sight
You laughed away dreadful nights
You just took life so easy
You by his lighter heart went fully dizzy...

Dear...
All these memorabilia
Of that awful man
I just before you present
Loosely woven though
For you to stop for a second
Or two...
And roll over again to the time bound works
Your chores several...your predetermined marks...









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