Rhythm

She walked in uncertain, soft heard thudding
The roaring energy within caught her unawares...
Her nervousnous started to peel away slow...
As her toes began to play games with the beat...

Her eyes swallowed in the depths of the room....
As spiral of lights flirt with soft hidden shadows
The rhythm went on to claim her uncertainty...
Unknown to herself....she gave way to the tunes...

The night drew on... Seconds bled into hours...
The music grew louder...harsher to the faint ear...
But with each loud thud... It added to the mood...
Now she moved effortlessly keeping up with ease...

She grinned with glee... Her expression glassy
Unaware... Uncaring... Disillusioned... Complete...
She'd broken free from what she knew now now..
With a loud sigh... She fell softly ... And then Lay still...

Soft rays of dawn filtered through curtains....
The sun began to hum to its usual tune...
The thuds grew softer... Almost faint...
And gave way to the poignant silence...

Sigh...

The leaves crumble softly... Crushing resigned...
A whisper so soft... It'd take the faintest of hearts...
To hear... The pain... The agony... Of life lived long...
The sigh.... Resigned to that last moment in defeat

Whispers....

The sounds softly tingle my ears as i become aware
Of all the myriad kaliodosope of sonoric imstances...
Consume my active senses... Blocking out the other 4
As the echoes then slow down... Compartmentalize...

Fascade

One moment was I - right by your side
Oblivious to all - just watching you smile
Your voice formed words, I cared not what
For all I could feel was your warmth beside

Fore I knew time passed, I was seated in the noise
My hitherto active mind rendered so eerily calm
Even the jerk from the takeoff didn't shake me right
I was now deaf to the sound, Blind from my sight

I looked down now, betwixt the soaring skies
Above vibrant clouds, beauty holding back lies 
Then - my heart lurched, my mouth a soft sigh
I was sucked back from vacuum, tumbled the sounds

My mind tries to tell me - its but a short relapse
But my heart holds on - fast in its sweaty clasp
To the last soft echoes of your warm quaint voice
Unable to set you free, to let out of grasp

But aye, I know it is but a solemn little trait
Of the muddled heart to never ever lose faith
And yes I know-I 'll wait with the hope inside
For the moment when you'll be back by my side

17th May 2009

tHE InTERlude

Interlude

The blue skies lingered clearer than ever,(6:12 PM)
Not a trace – nay, not even a single cloud…
Life so perfect doth sometimes conceal,
Unknown, unseen – Horrors be-held within…

The calm warm sun, glistening in the sky,
Did seem to smile – so soft, benign…
Then betwixt hidden the fine lines unseen,
The smile did now mock, an eerie glee…

The soft grass that did tickle my toes underneath,
Gave way to solid floor, coarse and cold to the touch…
Whoosh… blew along a deep ice-bled wind…
Fore I knew, all had changed – the world in transit…

As I saw the wave of the unforeseen times flow by…
Did I wonder if I’d been fooled by a mere farce…
For within the phase of a passing interlude…
Had I engulfed my present in a fickle mirage??? (6:35 PM)

Manas R Moothedath
15th Jan 2009