A Light Year!
A Light Year!
I can always ask
someone, let me call her Lilly
To take a break for
my sake, willy-nilly
May be I can make
her day, or may be
She would make
mine, I would see
So she is worried
I am dying slowly
May be in a year
A year of fear
May be
A century
Of days, months and
may be
Years
And she
Is there,
Forever!
Her eyes brimming
over
With tears!
There is always light,
At the end of a long day
called life-
To love
To be a little more for her
And fade away
Like water colors
In a morning dream
Pastels and easels
Brushes and palettes
In thoughts deep
As I take on the last sleep
The last breathe
And gasp in awe…
A dream
Walking in sunlit tunnels
In shades of white
Rather bright
Yet I see
It has been a long day
May be
A place I would perhaps
Someday see…
Wreathes?
Or more, was this game over
Level one
Well played
Am I
.
.
Gone
Dead?
Never!
this one
I read and i cried… ifelt as if i know u
Is this how it feels when the end is near? Great imagination, Dada!
A beautiful poem about love and life, KB.
Well-
@Tammanna- thanks, it is a difficult poem, writing wise, reading is easy!
@Jo,- you know!
heart wrenching
After the editing reads in staccatto(is that how it is spelled?) where as earlier it was a song….both beautiful in their own rights
man intense stuff ….. have to read it with some heavy metal background … will enjoy it more :-))
i feel what you are talking about in this poem is so beautiful and yet so very much light years away!!
wonderful… i will read this again and then comment again after i have gathered my thoughts!
Never!
Ha..ha..KB, you owe me a thank you for whetting your muse for this one…surely beautiful and reflective one…It has a simplicity….PGR
Beautiful to say the least…care n concern…and beautiful images. Btw wanna ask what is your future game plan?
you amaze us with your poems, KB! whatever be the mood…
Thanks a lot Madhavan- this was written in a blue mood! Regards!
A gasp in awe. Never gone. True love. Your poem lives on.