"An Old Friend"

Just yesterday I met an old friend

One from the bygone times..

Several minutes passed before I knew

Who was standing across the lines.

Oh! how could I forget that face..

That smile, those eyes

And the mad dragonfly chase.

 

The hot afternoon Sun pulled a veil

As I remembered the rains..

Then came our paper boats on sail;

The small bridge that we made..

The colorful pebbles, those feathers

In our memories shall never fade.

 

Those dewy mornings, that sleepy Sun

Creepy..haunted nights,

And that hide n seek fun..

All so carelessly lost in memories

And here He was..bringing to life

The old, forgatten stories.

Oh! how could I forget that face

That time, those days

And the mindless childhood plays.

 

A few miles we walked together

Oblivious of the hot, harsh weather.

"What happened to you Oh! Silent Statue?"

Asked his baritone voice.

I stopped and objected.." But, I speak a lot.."

Smiling, he turned his face away..

Then said "I know you cry, you shout..

But do u ever speak your heart out?"

I replied " I do try ...but..."

He laughed n interrupted "But, 'He' never listens."....

 

He then questioned " Do u ever smile?"

I grinned and said " Oh! yes, I do...all the times."

Staring hard he said..

"Why then are these cobwebs of pain..

Why has the grief left such a deep strain?

Why is this sweetness backed by

Limitless bitter, dark nights..

Locked behind even darker doors

Of your unnamed fears and frights?"

 

"Are you afraid to lose something...someone?

Let it go...set it free.

Let there be light for you to see

Your beauty surpasses the unfathomable

Heights of humanity.

These flowers, the raindrops, the Sun , the Moon

All await to again hear the tune

The melody of your sweet laughter.

And if your love truly desires..

He shall come to you in the life-after."

 

Waving me goodbye...he vanished in the crowd

Perhaps, this was the final parting

Or will he come back again tomorrow

With another bundle of joy

To wash away my sorrow.

Nevertheless, I walk towards home

Today I shall not try to talk

Will not force my thoughts.

Nomore shall I fill my nights with tears

Won't ever break my heart

For him who least cares.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Akshat♥]

"An old friend" means a lot to us..
remembering the old times we had..
Sometimes u just sit at home and remember the old times.
u laugh by yourself with a ridiculous smile.
then you have that one tear run down your cheek cause
all of it changed.
Awesome work...keep writing:)