Sunday 4 June 2017

HOMECOMING 😕



On the same fields we laid
When I had to say goodbye
I lay once again
Several moons after that night

I lay again but in twisted manner
A manner of unclear anticipation
A manner of dread uncertainty
As a fool in his own paradise

A decade already,
Since that passionate goodbye
Things and times have changed
Bewildering my thoughts

Would you see me from afar,
Let go of all your belongings,
Run to me like old times
And give me a diving hug?

Would you hold me so tight
With tears down your cheeks
Whispering into my ears;
Don't you ever leave again!

Or would you wave from a distance
And whisper a silent Hi
With your face looking downwards
Like my presence is trouble?

Would you come riding a chariot,
Bearing the ring of King's wife?
Would I have to call you Highness
And bow like everyone else?

Did the blue bird deliver my letters?
Did you enjoy reading them?
Or were you patiently waiting,
To burn them before my very eyes?

On the same fields we laid
When I had to say goodbye,
Will I repeat the bad goodbye?
Or etch a memory beneath the moon!

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