Personal Thoughts, Thoughts recollected in Tranquility

Flickering streetlights


The flickering streetlights

In the dark,

Reminded me of the fireflies

I met, while I was twelve.

When my Pappa took me out

To see a full moon in all its glory

In the open field where a cherry tree stood.

I wasn’t matured then but

Innocent and curious I was

And no darkness didn’t instill,

Any pain in me, the fireflies was enough.

But now as I walk through

This silent street, which once was busy,

Where now only empty windows and

Caged dreams reside,

And lights flickered in neglect while

Streets were filled with shame,

I think to myself

How well the world has changed,

For maturity is a book now

And innocence a bane,

And fireflies aren’t enough anymore

Or the flickering lights.

And as the alleys darkened more

The lights asked me to run,

If not then it would be my turn to change.


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© 19/02/19 The Rendezvous Club

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This poem was written in response to a writing challenge by The inked squares

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Sunset talks


Best friend:- Can we go now? I’ve got sand inside my shoes, my ears, on my head. So let’s leave.

Girl:- You’re the one who did cart wheels on the beach. So it’s all on you.

Best friend:- I’m all dirty now. Let’s just go.

Girl:- No, no stay. Let’s leave after the sunset.

Best friend:- What’s up with you and sunsets huh. You’re way too obsessed with it.

Girl :- ( Holding his hands) Sunsets are like holding hands. You don’t know the reason but it just feels good. You feel safe, calm and it gives you a sort of warmth and it’s beautiful. And. . . .

Best friend:- And?

Girl:- Sunsets remind me of true love. It just tells me that the sun may rise everyday but it always belongs to the sea. Wherever it may rise it comes back into the sea.

Best friend:- You know in some places the Sun do rise from the sea.

Girl:- Stay in the moment. Spoiler! Let’s just talk about this beach now. I need water let me go get some. ( Stood up to leave)

Best friend :- ( holds her hand) You should find your sunset. Your parents are worried, you see. They wants you to have a family.

Girl:- My sunset! ( Laughs). You know how I am with Men. I’m afraid to even smile at them, lest hold their hands. My sunset ( laughing hard).

Best friend:- But I’m a Man and you’re holding my hands and it’s warm.

Girl:- Yeah! you’re different! Different than all the rest.

Best friend:- Then hold my hand forever.

Girl:- ( Kneels on the sand)

Best friend:- Let me be the sun, you be the sea. Hold my hand, feel the warmth. Let ‘us’ be the sunset forever and always. Stay with me forever and always.

Girl:- ( silent)

Best friend:- Say something!

Girl:- ( Hugs him) Well I want a beach wedding then.

( Both of them laughs)

Best friend:- I . . . . I .. I sun you.

Girl:- And I sea you.

Best friend :- Happy sunset crazy !

Girl:- I love you too. ( Smiles)


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© 13-02-19 The Rendezvous Club

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Hi guys so, did you like the story???? It was a little different, so I’m confused so as to whether you’ll like it or not 😅.

Thoughts recollected in Tranquility

Your Magic


I spilled coffee on you

When we first met,

Ever since then

You smelled like coffee to me

And all my morning

Cup of coffee

Smelled like you.

The sun calls out your name

When it sets,

Because all the stars

In the night sky

Comes from within you.

And all the night sky’s magic,

Fall into you

To bloom as flowers,

From your eyes.

Enticing me, to fall in your love,

To surrender my heart,

To surrender my life,

To surrender my breath,

All to you.


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© 12/02/19 The Rendezvous Club

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Personal Thoughts, Thoughts recollected in Tranquility

At least for you

When I said that I couldn’t breathe

I thought that you’d hear me,

Hear my heart composing odes

To all my heartbreaks.

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When I said that I was sad

I thought you’d feel the salt in my words

And know that my tears had

A story to tell.

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When I said that I trusted you

I thought that you’d understand that

I meant ‘ I love you’

And things beyond that .

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When I said that I’m subpar

I thought you’d say

I am good,

At least for you.


©09-02-19 The Rendezvous Club

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Personal Thoughts, Thoughts recollected in Tranquility

Dear spring


The leaves are all gone

And I am standing here

Bare naked, waiting for your arrival.

For you to come, touch me by the cold

In the due filled mist of foggy morning

To make me warm and clothed again

In the spring and summer.

Gifting me with green leaves

And impregnating my leaves less arms

With fruits that I’ve hidden inside of me,

For oh so long.

So I’m standing here

With all my follies and pride gone

With all of it shedded down into the earth

And looking into the sky, waiting for your arrival dear spring.


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Picture taken by me 😀😁😂😉

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©30/01/2019 The Rendezvous Club

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Personal Thoughts, Thoughts recollected in Tranquility

I opened it all


The thing which was concealed from all

The door which was locked to be hidden away

The part of me which I have stored away,

From Moon, Sun and all sources of light

I have opened it in front of you,

To show you that this is really me,

For it’s what we hide that makes the most of us

The only thing that pulls together

Every other part in our body is this.

It keeps us whole

It makes us whole

And I have opened it in front of you,

Not listening to my mind

Forgetting about the tears warning

That I have shed for trust.

Ignoring all the warnings

I opened myself in front of you

And . . . . . You left me.


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© 27/01/19 The Rendezvous Club

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Personal Thoughts, Thoughts recollected in Tranquility

Sad Song

I remember the day I scrolled through

The list of dozens of songs in my phone

Trying to find that one perfect,

One perfect sad song,

Which will succeed in

Bringing tears to my dry eyes

Which will dissolve the paleness of it

And give it a red tinge, as if it’s alive

I like red, not very fond of it though.

Then I played a song,

It was pretty sad,

But that wasn’t my story

It was someone elses

But somehow all stories feels the same.

So I played my favorite piano piece

No words, no tales,

Just my soul floating in mid air

And dancing to the melancholic melody

Of Nuvole Bianche , and

I felt the water overflow

Through my eyelids slowly brushing

My lashes and as the pace

Of the song increased, tears washed my cheeks

As my lips smiled and

My heart came back to life again.

So………

there rest my tears now

Inside a bottled song of

Ludovico Einaudi

Nuvole Bianche”


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©16/01/19 The Rendezvous Club

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