Freedom From Sanity
I sit under that banyan tree
The same one we met under once
We were in our own world
Despite the blazing guns
The winds caressed your cheeks
The birds sang paying homage to your beauty
Your hair in which I founded my entire world
Made you look so pretty
Despite being a strapping lad of twenty and some
I was giggly like a preteen child
Even the tiny smile that crossed your lips
Literally drove me wild
The days I spent under that tree
Oh! The poems I penned there
As tribute to the love I felt
I saw love everywhere
The crazy part of all this
Was I never missed you in your absence
You were all around me, always
Hey! Does any of this make any sense?
I saw you everywhere I looked
Your thoughts I grabbed with all my strength
Then I felt my grip starting to loosen
A void deep growing through my entire length
I float out of my reverie
With mud clutched in my fists
Someone goads me to drop it on your face
Pretty beneath the mist
Rolling clouds of lost years, broken memories,
Unconnected lines of a sang song
Come together as a random novel
About your life that wasn't long
I step back and start to laugh
Hysterical being a tad understated
I dance to your release from this terrible world
I dance till I fall satiated
Pick me up, God, I demand
After all it's you who brought me to my one good knee
Pick me up to push me down again
Isn't this what you want to see
Fast forward a few years and I'm still here
Under our banyan tree
Counting grains of sand as they fell on your face
As in your grave they laid thee
Where's the wind that once sang songs of love
And the blue skies to eternity
I lost love, I lost you, but I gained
Freedom from sanity
Copyright © Manoj Kumar | Year Posted 2019
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