Monday, October 30, 2017

Regrets



  and i rushed to the airport
  wanting to board that flight
  they finally revealed to me
  he was dying
  and a voice says: you must see him 
  once or you will regret it 
  the tornado hit the east
  the flight is cancelled 
  comfortable in my fancy hotel room
  i wonder what it meant
  was it the storm or was I
  that stole him away

Sunday, October 15, 2017

THE LOST CONSTANT





That early constant
In the making
Since I first laid eyes
A childhood innocence
Unable to unsee
For seven seas apart
With reasons unknown
That stubbornness 
Became my life

Transpired into
A relationship that endured
The cosmic collusions
And the playful ruse
As a lighthouse in thick storm
That shone my course
When in doubt
My strength galore

With time
Things change
That law of universe
But is that true
For all?

Where I wonder
If constant is a deception
For even a star
That shines from afar
Step close
And it’s fated to be lost