It Was Or Was It
was it or it was
too dreamy to say
when my explorer(mom) kept her eyes shut
letting her classic music to take over
I jumped beside her
jump of fear, jumped to disturb
disturb her silence, disturb her peace
peace of her face, quietness of her life
she opened her eyes, with a dim shy
long long jump
jump of decades, jump of a child
who lost his leg in the social trap
gulped the job, puked the notes
what to do, not the one to choose
all of a sudden, old had life
success, success of gain
gain of lost
loss of heart
the silent shutter stretched like a bow
her eyes narrowed like a river flow
joy of attainment, joy of peace
did she found something?
something lost,
something she starved for
the flow of satisfaction, i couldn't bare
'my roles over, over this pity world'
her face played
i swept on her bony knee
stuck my ear, hard on skull
knocking the old tales of fantasy
rain started on my brows
wetting the heart, hit my nose
rain of few drops, drop weigh as ocean
each flooding my heart
sinking me deep down
for the burns of her heart
the flow was too much, my vision blurred
and i wondered, why do my heart burn?
the old bird started humming
humming of decades ago
humming of her old-old birds
humming for my sleep
humming which ends the story.
and i still wander in wonder
was it or it was
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