Looking askance .....
peering forth....
at the shying images....
in the ripples of water...
hesitant and flickering....
reminders..... of distant times
people......and days...
trying to hold them as they slip away...
trickling drops of memories that fall off..
from my wet and cold fingers.....
being always desperate to hold on to. ..
those deepening silhouettes....
in the grey waters.....
caressing the banks of a ceaseless river...
I sit disenchanted...
sad to the core...
on the edge.....
of life's waters...
seething at...
this emptiness always there....
the connivance of the elements....
an eerie sign....
or just an acceptance of what I feel....
are these images for real...?
the river flows on....
taking them away...
reaching out to eternity.....
all that is left is me....
or someone...
tethering...back and forth....
on the brink.....
complete or incomplete..
a part of the images.....
that one is too scared to see.....
YOU ARE READING
Someone......
PoetryFor the one.......in dreams and in thoughts....close by ...yet far away.....all this is for you.....:))
