Showing posts with label pretentions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pretentions. Show all posts

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Sealed.

Drenched, he walked with slow steps,
In knee deep waters, on the flooded street,
Scarce souls ran for shelter,
But he was in no mood to retreat,
Taking off his shirt, he fastened it to his waist,
The shivers were now so welcomed,
He stopped walking, stood still,
Closed his eyes, and summoned,
Thoughts he had been trying to avoid,
After realizations and confessions and what not,
This was a time, To let it all go,
And check what he'd actually got,
One more time, he was willing to take a chance,
To risk getting trapped yet again,
In what should not be, Though it's all what really is,
Meant to be broken wishes and some pain,

The thunder tried waking him up to reality,
But tiny drops of rain, Tapped his closed eyes,
As if not letting them open, even if he wanted to,
A conspiracy brewed, somewhere beyond the skies,
He let the ecstacy take over, arms stretched,
Oblivious of what happened around,
A smile adorned his deserving lips,
As he recounted memories, some veiled, others gowned,
Enchanted, he continued, travelling through time,
Feeling what he always wanted to,
And this didn't require anyone's consent,
Painting what was once black, totally blue,

Eternity was what it felt like,
By the time he ran out of the feel,
Opened his eyes, almost blinded by the twilight,
After the reel, it was time to keep it real,
He resumed walking, somehow content,
Knowing that it's all preserved in there,
That's what he's been, treasuring all that's worth,
Not in diaries, nor in vaults, but inside somewhere,
Coming back to him, he's on the road,
Inching closer towards his place,
When he sees people peeping from their homes,
With a weird look on their face,

And he noticed his gleaming chest, still bare,
In a city, which knows only pretentions,
Casually he removed his shirt from his waist,
Put it on, to help them breathe their apprehensions,
With each of the six buttons he put on,
He sealed all memories and thoughts back again,
Waved at the kid next door, as if nothing ever happened,
Here was a formal man, simple and plain,
Nothing to share, nothing to show,
What lies inside, No one shall ever know!