Soulmates
They say people like us are already made for each other, How, we had wondered, since we didn’t know one another, Always the prankster, time sure took its own sweet time, Before agreeing it was time our little story had
They say people like us are already made for each other, How, we had wondered, since we didn’t know one another, Always the prankster, time sure took its own sweet time, Before agreeing it was time our little story had
It never ceases to surprise, the emptiness that makes up the inevitable, It teases, taunts, it makes a mockery of everything that is believable, And it never goes away, morphing into a vacuum that feeds into itself, For, the soul
When the boundaries of humanity are marked by endless sand, And yet you know, beyond the water, there’s more land, When there’s no more land, than the place you stand, And yet the water keeps seeping right through your hand.
Not long after monsoon bid its last droplet goodbye, Uninvited, unexpectedly, you happened to come by, Looking out for someone, who definitely wasn’t me, Politely reminding me, to not bother, just let you be. But time is a trickster, so
The horizon is far, but the sky is even farther, The euphoria is overflowing, but control is not worth the bother, The travails of this effort exhaust, but show now, as much as a sigh, For, is not fatigue indistinguishable,