No Rhyme Or Reason

htouching2One late afternoon, 
I lay against his chest,
His strong arms wrapping me in my nest.

‘Twas a time when I believed,
There was nothing more sincere,
Than his love for me.

And mine for him, 
For he was my world,
His eyes held the universe beyond.

As bright as it was, my sky,
Filled with rainbows and butterflies,
As happy as his smile made me..

I snapped.

I broke free, raised my voice,
Kicked around, stormed about,
Insanity, has no reason.

As Miss High Handedness
Pranced about,
He watched and left in misery.

The tide did ebb.
Senses surfaced.
I looked about and found him gone.

He’d drawn the curtains,
Blown a bubble,
Sat inside, as I watched in despair.

That sight, of my dreamy-eyed,
Debonair of a man,
Heavied my heart, though hollow.

Am I the reason?
Am I to be blamed?
Am I no princess, but a horrid witch?

I shrieked, I cried,
I scratched at the walls,
While he sat, deafened, nonchalantly.

Inside, I screamed,
That I knew that it hurt.
That once, I had felt it too.

A time ago,
Just like him,
Music eluded me too.

I’d heard no hum,
Could sing no song,
Until he awoke the rhythm within..

Explanation was unheard,
Concerns went unseen,
A love so keen, was unheeded to.

I ached as he searched,
To grab the right thoughts,
Which he lost to a gibberish of a girl.

It took a moment too late,
To know that a touch of calm
And love, would have the bubble burst.

Would apologies suffice
To sink this mess?
Would he dismiss my lunacy??

To err is human,
If I had a chance, one more,
If he’d let me in again…

I’d put him against my breast,
I’d sing him a song,
I’d whisper as I kissed his lips. . .

‘Oh but I’m the music,
That not evaded,
But was spurned away, away..’

 

-Reshma. R

Nothing spurs poetry like sadness. It helps when one doesn’t have to look for the right person to feel understood. It listens, it agrees, and sometimes, that’s all you need. 

 

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