For a change I remember what I dreamt.
And I think I know why.
I dreamt about words.
The letters flew out from my lips.
They arranged themselves in the air.
Left trails of words and built obscure stories.
But I was spellbound.
With so many words around, why would I be at a loss of words?
But spellbound is a nice word.
It sounds as if there’s a word, wrapped in a spell,
A word used to hold another word in place.
“SPELLBOUND”
It makes me wanna smile.
Smile in wondrous amazement.
Smile at all the stories that swirl around me.
But I’m not smiling.
I’m awake now.
The dream is still with me.
The words are still whispering.
Teasing me like crazy.
All that they have are moments.
After that, the magic will vanish.
The spell will work no more.
And they know it.
Naughty children!
Don’t tease me, I tell them.
I love you.
I’ll give you your well-earned extra moment of fame.
I know what you mean.
I know how you feel to be in that feverish state.
I’ll give you words a life.
But promise me.
Promise that you’ll return.
Promise that you’d give me company when I’m old and lonely.
Oh.
But, I won’t need you.
I have Alice.
posted by J @ 4:17 pm
Comments: 16
16 Comments:
wow. this left me SPELLBOUND.
er.. had you titled the post and then the letters flew away? coz, it shows its untitled in my browser. or is it my browser.? grr..
:)
thanks for dropping by!
There's only you and me
In this desert of rock and rock
Rocks which undulate
Rising like dwarf mountains
Bald and ugly
Dotting the empty wasted earth
And all of them red
Sun red rocks baking in yellow forever horizons
Horizons which stretch with no reprieve
There is no hint of mercy here
This land is more than wasteland
And only you and me here
Walking towards water
Walking towards a colour
And the colour is green
We alone in this universe of nothing
Not even a sky, not even a wisp of white
Just red and yellow rock and ground
And we
Tired of walking but walking
For what else is there to do
And there, there comes Alice
A mirage, one more of them
Who vanishes with a scream
In the heat of this merciless sun
And we walk and walk
Vishnupriya: It WAS untitled.
Madhavankutty Pillai: Don't waste your poetry on me. Cuz I don't exist in this desert of rock and rock. I'm the mirage. It's just you there. Alone.
alright, here's the rewritten piece...
There's only me
In this desert of rock and rock
Rocks which undulate
Rising like dwarf mountains
Bald and ugly
Dotting the empty wasted earth
And all of them red
Sun red rocks baking in yellow forever horizons
Horizons which stretch with no reprieve
There is no hint of mercy here
This land is more than wasteland
And only me here
Walking towards water
Walking towards a colour
And the colour is green
I alone in this universe of nothing
Not even a sky, not even a wisp of white
Just red and yellow rock and ground
And I
Tired of walking but walking
For what else is there to do
And there, there comes J
A mirage, one more of them
Who vanishes with a scream
In the heat of this merciless sun
And I walk and walk
J... it reminds me of song from boyzone... "words... all I have to take ...."
trying to imagine a life without words!...
Listen. You've got it all messed up here. J can never be 'one more thing'
Chaos: Life without words would be awesome. Trust me.
alright, here's the rewritten piece...
There's only me
In this desert of rock and rock
Rocks which undulate
Rising like dwarf mountains
Bald and ugly
Dotting the empty wasted earth
And all of them red
Sun red rocks baking in yellow forever horizons
Horizons which stretch with no reprieve
There is no hint of mercy here
This land is more than wasteland
And only me here
Walking towards water
Walking towards a colour
And the colour is green
I alone in this universe of nothing
Not even a sky, not even a wisp of white
Just red and yellow rock and ground
And I
Tired of walking but walking
For what else is there to do
And there, there comes J
A mirage, the only mirage
Who vanishes with a scream
In the heat of this merciless sun
And I walk and walk
tsk tsk tsk
Do i havta spoon feed u now?
Ever heard of pokeyoke?
J CANNOT be a mirage who vanishes.
How can she?
noooooooo moooooooooorrrrrrrreeeeee
no more what?
no more tampering of my poem by me.
alice is beginning to grow on me :)
There's something which makes u shiver when u read those words.... yes some hidden feeling...
it was little obscure... but was good..
"i dreamt about words."
who me??
:)
flaterred..
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