Ticking Together in Rhythm
Have you ever felt the pin drop silence amidst carnival?
Have you ever felt constant gathering of dollops near your throat?
Which no matter how many times you try to gulp, never goes away...
I do, often, unable to speak as it resists, keeps me shut..
Have you ever listened to the intricacies of your own heartbeat?
I could, I could at times even draw a virtual curve of that lub dub existence
I could even eavesdrop it's conspiracy when I peeped through that inside door
And whenever I did, I could see my beloved life clinging on to its hands
Flowing light and heavy through its passages, playing quite hide and seek of emotions
And then what shows me my time,
is this clock of yours which I hold tight in grip..
It let's me know I am protected and not breathing alone
I could sense you in its every subtle tick
I could feel you resetting my time, everytime my crown falls apart
I know you are more near than you could be ever
As we both tick together in rhythm
Without checking for its hour, minutes and seconds
Rhythm, is how we belong...
I know, our existing is always forever
Even when the breath becomes air
We always draw our own sky,
I know you clear the clouds so that I can fly high.
Tears may come and go, yet the heart will remain moist forever
Time is just not the healer for me
It goes deep within skin by each passing time
Yet , I promise I would never stop ticking
Neither I will let you stop....
Let us tick together
And build our own rhythms of the heart,
Which shall remain till the end of time and beyond
And never let it dessert...