Bubbles
Bubbles
And I hold on
To the little dank smell
In that moment do you rise above?
Or do you look around for the usual savior?
Do you ask your friends in the fridge,
To answer the multiple choice questions?
Or do you submerge
Your mind in the boiling thoughts?
Who makes your decisions for you?
The languid darkness or abandoned time?
Do you think that you would be able to
Think again?
Stop for a moment, hold on to your confusion,
Do you walk everyday straight into everyday?
Have you never been held back or shoved, just for fun?
Or have you never been told
That what you say is exactly what people hear?
What did you do? But why did you do it?
Push pause then press play. Push pause then press play.
Do you want to walk? Alone? I can watch if you want
I can wait if you want. I can watch if you want.
With aplomb, with unwarranted gaiety
Did you ever think that they would never get to know?
When I cut out strange shapes from my little secrets
I lay them on the floor, then see them tremble and float.
So you have never been scared?
Have you ever been blind in the dark?
Have you ever sung along with muted blank noise?
How do you tip toe? Can you teach me to tip toe?
Can you tell me how to see through bubbles?
Will you tell me why we blur when we spin and we blur
Or why you don’t speak when you know all the words?
Can it ever be too sweet, too far or too black?
Do you want me to take this down or maybe, write it down?
Or should I wait for you to be wrong?
Can you teach me how to drown?
Or how to think without making any sound?
You know, I once was the past. Did you know me back then?
I could laugh, and I could stretch, I could die and then live.
Don’t tell anyone but once I told everyone
How I could no longer speak.
But I dreamt once, I even kissed,
I looked into eyes and pretended to understand.
But now I need to leave, I need to go, I can’t be away
So I need to go away
I hold on
To the little dank smell
I have seen you before,
in the marble of my floor
It’s a shame we never met.
But it was nice meeting you again.
26 May 2010
Copyright © Snigdha Ahuja | Year Posted 2010
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