Sunday, July 5, 2015

Pas de deux

I don't know you
You don't know me
Twin souls
If at all
Anchored to eternity
Ancient passage
Of past ships
And the storm dark evening
And the curdled wind
The birth of an aftermath
You could never foresee
Tell me how
If you exist
Will you recognize me
Tell me why
You will remember me?

My pleasant evenings home alone at twelve
Watching the window erupt in glassed out
Safe thunderstorm
And me penning a poem triumphant
Finding such ease in a way with
words

Where you then with me?
My muse? Captaining the destiny
Of some hidden ship
Though a born romantic
I believe we carve our own destiny
We forge soulmate from
The fire of our love
And the iron of our resolve
On the heated anvil of passion.

So happy I was feeling,
Feeding  upon my new found power
To please, reciting
to mamma my penned treatise.
So fond am I of those memories
Were you watching on me
Somewhere please?

For us both
Though I had gone blind with ease
Pain sears open the towering third eye
Of vision
Tell me my angel you were overhead
And your piercing eye
Saw my frightened cries
When I was too young and too naive
Too unlearned in lessons of life.

Ancient passage
Vikings board
Fearless voyagers
Looted hoard.
Who watches with grim lantern
Ever gruffer laugh
Cold gleaming eye
Bewitched that's
the icy weather's match?

Strike a match to stroke the dark
Grow up heart glow lovely firefly
in vacant park,
when all the children have left
And trees stand guard
Frontiers of demonic
Possession.

Paths collide but never cross
They meet and part
And alas twas fixed upon some
cadaver stars,

We are condemned to charm and tease
And with dirty tears release...
This ancient game
Pas de deux
Of two loving hearts.

© Amrita Valan 2015

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