So I took to the roof
with the bedding and the bed
to hug the universe
before sleep closed on in.
Turns out somewhere up there
a party was being thrown
All I saw was cosmic fireworks
and in a fragrant waft, consciousness then drowned.
What followed was a gossamer of thoughts
set to a tune of a favorite interminable song
Mocking the fickle demeanor
for a fiery core burned just as strong.
A string of variegated dreams and might-have-beens
hopes, at first soliciting, and then toying with reality
playing the face of love on the loop
diverting away from the dagger set to slain objectivity.
All set to fly in the static hues of enigma
unfettering memories from the cage of my heart
I rather saw myself dive in an ocean of dilemma
A moment of déjà vu, another prick of cupid's dart.
All agog to see who and why
swaying to the sea hymn
tried to walk away and descry
Who, this time, would leave on with a good-bye.
As if clairvoyance was a friend
or melancholy was finally seeking remission
I opened my eyes to the sun
I opened doors to my life for this one.
© 2012 Neha Choudhry
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