Saturday, October 15, 2016

Chaos



It feels like it was long ago, but no its not,
The smoke has cleared, and so has the way,
The same face remains, yet I see it very differently,
There are those moments which still bring back smiles,
And there are others, lost in the mist of happiness,
Many say you were wrong, but yet I stand- unmoved,
Things have changed a lot, but some have remained the same,
But there remain some mysteries to unearth,
Some questions to answer; some knots left to undo,
Is it a sign of the replenished good or the recurring bad,
Just a co-incidence as I’ve called it always,
Or a sign of disorder heading my way; with the strange silence,
Everything’s gone ahead, with time, and so have we,
There’s more than a hint of recognition as our eyes meet,
The handshake is different; the look on the face is different,
The emotion isn’t seen, just like old times; and I don’t care,
I smile to myself; I smile for myself, distinct and strong,
Its turmoil for one, and an answer for another,
Just witchcraft- always about creating life out of chaos.

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