Afterfight

That limbo awkwardness
After a nasty fight
Where though you’ve
Sorted it out
The angry words still echo
The intensity still lingers
The tension refuses to slack off
And so you both trudge on
More polite and apologetic
Wishing for the warmth that
You had basked in before
Wondering when will this be forgotten?
When will this dissipate?
When will this be that insignificant grey cloud that lingered too long
And obscured the rainbow
Before its brilliance shone through.

unknown

there is a yearnful parting
that never came to be

we search for it without notice
whether or not an illusion

never knowing if each met
will ever be the ONE

as understudys eager to be betrayed as us.

two strangers never encountered
convinced they will know:
innately, irrevocably

and as they contemplate thus
seemingly guaranteed in deed

each pass the other
remaining one less unknown.

voiced

i hear your voice

that off key humming

that soft yet deep toned

murmuring

that distinct chuckle

that sweet nothing filled echo

 

i strain to hear you

to make it real

to place it in my time

but just as always

you go silent

sensing you have

come too near

what keeps you away?

 
 

you know i await

that fated chance

not promised

no, not at all

but dreamt of

and longed for

but thought of

and prayed for

and kept

within my

wounded self

to give the

emptiness

some company

The coincidence

Coincidence shall i believe in your incidence?

i cannot refrain
from quietly wondering
at what a hope-tinged mystery you remain…

Your haloed appearance
beckons so kindly..
and i attempt with gradual bravery
to delight in your happy providence…

are You
a sign revealed?
a prayer heard?
a moment blessed?
a door newly opened?
or a window letting
in a light from up above?

a little chance perhaps
to close my eyes…
to open my heart…
and surround myself
in Your sweet
and much awaited
embrace