An enchanting companion that I fondly remember from my time in Malaysia. The calling of the koel (kuyil in Tamil) bird.
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“Kuyil”
calls to kin
begging
another’s soul
to reply.
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snapshot
the perfect moment
has passed
and whatever remains
is overlayed with yesteryear longing
i greedily consumed it all
the sea, the sky, the soft salty breeze
the sun was soaked in
the dark sand dug in
but all that remains now
is a fuzzy
static snapshot.
i let go…
i let go
why must you still not do so?
i let go with so much
what is it for you with nothing
to leave me be…
why is it i cannot close my eyes and be without you
but you have cut me off
and still bind me to your will.
as i stare searching reliving ever without release
you live and leave me
staring ever after you.
is this always to be?
i reach and fall
you need not reach
and have no way to fall.
you care not knowing i can not but care
yet i let it go
i let it all go
so to not let go
of
you…
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