Sunday, December 18, 2016

To those who have left but will never leave.

I remember
flashes of moments
of laughter, of mirth
of the randomly walking
past the green lawns,
I remember
passing you by
I must have been busy on my
phone, like always.
You suddenly come in front
to scare me, get me out
of my obsession with the
screen,
Today you suddenly
arrive in tears,
flashes of those
moments.
I remember sitting
memorizing lines
for plays after plays
but today life has played
all of us, and it has
staged a game for all
of us. A sudden improv,
you were not supposed
to be so good at it,
A magician's trick
is a trick, not reality
Reality tricked us into
believing in magic.
All I have left is words
is images that only we can have
in our minds,
Life has not become great yet
to bring memories back alive
along-with the people in them
It would never,
we fail even if we succeed,
but we meet even as we part.
How unpredictably wondrous is time,
it is surprising for some, brilliant for some,
but today time in our minds often
chooses to standstill, to cherish you forever in
the permanent voids we have now,
and no power in nature would take that away from us.

4 comments:

Samyuktha Jayaprakash said...

Reality tricked us into believing in magic.

Beautiful words prerna :)

A.C.Jha said...

Dono 'Photon' ki tarah the yaar..

Susan Deborah said...

Ah! those villains - the memories! Sigh!

Missed coming by.

Hope you're well.

Joy and light,
Susan

Prerna Subramanian said...

Thank you to all of you :)