29. My comrade

My comrade

Whatever happened to the alleyway,

Whatever happened to the purpose

You see, I can still visualize

The horizons you painted

The rainbows you stretched

You chose to proceed

I chose to recede

Though pickings were varied

We walked same way

Do you feel?

I do,

Though in converse bearings

We are parallel in path

It’s just that you never

Turn your eyes on me

And I never let

My eyes off you

But even in the beatings

I can hear you.

I had this bizarre night

Where I dreamed when wide awake

Saw you going lifeless

Obsolete in very make

I didn’t let eyes sleep

And brought you in my mind

Though you again acted insensitive

But yet I found you kind

You know something darling

I am quite mystified

The way you are formulating

Your advent and your hide

Let things be that they are

Let time act master thespian

You hold that hat called sense of self

I will wrap my scarf of oblivion

And wander in the land of sand

Stroking with the sticks of recall

Toiling shades of days bygone

Exploring ‘YOU’ after all !