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.

Stranger Things

You are here at this moment, and not at the next,

I can feel you around, but it’s just not the same,

I can hear your voice, through my heart, just static,

You're calling to me from the depths, the echoes barely audible,

It’s just like my mind- scared, tired and worried,

I should never have let you leave, to explore the hole in the ground,

The shadows were so mesmerizing, the silhouettes calling out,

As the monster remained hidden in plain sight,

I want to look for you, I want to find you, I want to get you back,

You've gone to a place so secure, a secret haven, not yours,

You hide in the same places, and I find you there, just a shadow,

A wisp of smoke, signaling through the lights, to me,

Your fear cuts right through the gap between us, to our bond,

And my scream drowns out yours, but not for the monster,

Bile trickling down its face, its racing towards you,

Its legs thumping on the ground at the same speed as my heart,

The stench is enough to kill a man, but your sobs do it for me,

I fall to the ground as the monster bellows loudly,

Sweat on my brow, my eyes flicker open to take in my room,

It was a dream, I say to myself; as the door creaks shut,

The wind is blowing through the open window,

It all comes back with a bang as I see the dollop of bile,

Right in the middle of your bed, and I swallow,

I don’t know what stranger things are headed my way.

The Wall of Faces

We had our own beginnings, so special and different,

Getting to know each other slowly,

Unraveling every piece of each other’s mysteries together,

We laughed till we cried, holding our stomachs,

The silly things we did, just a look to know it all,

Until came the day to walk away into the shadows,

To start anew the rise to the top, with others,

New hands to high five; new faces to smile at,

New memories to reminisce, new moments to enjoy,

The past does not just walk away; a clean slate isn’t inevitable,

Everyone may vanish into the crowd, except a friend so true,

A familiar face brushing past in an unknown place,

A hand grabbing at you, patting your back in exhilaration,

A chance encounter, an unplanned meeting,

A coffee with words, and hours to spend, memories to remember,

With time these build in the eyes, moist souvenirs of the past,

A day isn’t enough to cherish it all, nor is a long message,

Words put together make no sense, nor does a band strike memoriam,

It never gets too dark on that alley,

It’s a block to circle, a bridge to the time you spent once,

Lined with those faces you'll never forget.

Come And See

It’s quite disturbing to watch someone wither away,

Souls changing into wisps of smoke,

What was once a vivid, colored painting, is now a mere sketch,

Outlines remaining; silhouettes trudging around, less the shadow,

It’s a tad bit painful to watch someone break in front of you,

Raw emotion tumbling past like an avalanche,

The things left unsaid, now being told; but just not to the right person,

The solution was a moment away, a tiny word so overused,

Oh it’s bad, to be shattered into a million pieces,

The shards drawing more blood than the actual wound,

Just as you start to pick yourself up to walk ahead,

The pictures in your head change drastically,

Scenarios shuffle in this sick exchange,

It’s hard, to stand through all this muck, to watch the happiness seep away,

It’s harder when you say to me- come and see; an understudy to the world,

I see the cracks, I hear the noise; I can hear and see you wash away,

I cannot turn, the tides, just as much as you wish,

Then you smile, and then you laugh, muffled and tentative,

A change of heart and a spark in the eyes, realization or just remorse?

It signals for me to vanish back into the shadows,

Not to hide, not to cower, just to hold back in plain sight,

Only till I hear those words again, come and see.

Thirst

The bottle clanked to the floor, followed by a heavy thud,

The stench rose in swarms, fogging the air all around,

The surroundings paled away, as the eyes closed,

Oblivious to the wave setting in, consuming all in its way,

There was a new red in the atmosphere, deadlier than ever,

Everything seemed to melt, when the hot current gusted,

Nothing remained untouched by this blistering fog,

Adding to the furling fumes, dancing in the heat,

The bottle swirled in the blowing wind,

The remaining drops rising to the sky, not touching the ground,

The shadow rose from the ground, mumbling and croaking,

The need was visible, the want was evident,

The throat was dry, and the head heavy, legs laden with lead,

He struggled to his feet, stumbling in the forest of hotness,

All he needed was a drop, not more, to rid him of all troubles,

The bottle had been his third, but to no avail,

The search had been in vain, so far, and ahead it seemed too,

Drops glistened on his skin, burning in the anger of the sun,

So close to him, yet so far away, there was not a drop to drink.