I planned it a long ago
To make a voyage with Death
Into a deep blue sea
To give away my breath;
And to brave the dreadful uncertainty,
With a farewell to life and its labyrinth:
May be in the twilight
With the splashes of melting gold
Into the relentless blue,
Ushering in a moon blanched night,
With a derailed drizzle in a dreamy light.
But on such a night
With all the shadowed dreams
Floating like a bunch of foamy
clouds;
With all those unfinished jobs
Dwindling into the droplets of
moon shrouds;
With all those meaningless
promises
Hiding in the flow of enchanting
jasmine;
With all those maddening night
bloomers,
Glowing like fireflies in a starry shine-
Too beautiful to be real in a
floating light,
With a nightingale and an aura of taking
a flight…
But on such a night
After waking up from a beautiful
dream
With an intense feeling for one more ride
Into the flow of an eternal
stream;
With the blissful drops of a monsoon
rain
After a long lingering summer
pain,
I feel like walking alone,
Along a river in the rain,
With all my melting memories
Streaming down from the valley of
my heart
Into the rivulets of a singing cloudburst…
On such a night
The ocean seems to be too far.
The relentless blue
Can be forgotten too
Like many other things for an
unreal future.
On such a night
I feel like taking the short surreal
sleep
To wake up to eternity.
Just a fraction of a second…
And the night looks so fairer to
surrender.
Just a random bohemian thunder…a death by
thunder.
©Atique R.