REMINISCENCE
An idle mind...
A wandering thought...
Reckoning about the lost days...
And a lost friend ...
Reminiscence brings up
The laughter... the smiles...
The silence and the pain
It's strange the way
Those moments have waned
A silent little wish
Still lingers alongside
That those times return
As a remembered friend
Remembers another in turn....
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PENCHANT
A small little thing
you do, generally
Didn't know it would mean
so much to me
A pattern of yours
became habit for me
Setting a pattern
to your change
now seems
difficult for me
Overwhelming
is the fact
that this
habit
shall soon be
nothing
but a memory
that I shall cherish
I know we walk
what'll turn out to be
a forked road
I'm afraid
To reach that
junction
for this journey
might be,
our final destination
together.
I'm hesitant
to take the next step
Would it be
Our last together?
Afraid to let go
Afraid to hold on
Treading
the familiar walks
I shall gather
those unknown moments
that quietly
slipped through,
turned into
a memory.
Habit now,
will be
a finger
looking for
conversation
with the other
caressing one.
Habit now,
shall be
Eyes I search:
Reminiscence
and a mellow
long long road.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
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