Do you ever have those times when you cannot write but you have to? This is one of those. We were supposed to write a spoken word poetry. But since I’m just not comfortable performing anything in any medium, I have to resort to this. So here goes that spoken word poetry that you can only read. I’m not even sure if I got this right.
Dreams and Funerals
Sometimes I gaze at the patterns in the sky and ask,
‘Is this how dreams are made?’
Maybe like the stars, dreams also come from a cloud of gas and dust.
They shine brightly at first, dazzling us with their brilliance.
But just as every beginning has an ending,
their vivid flame wane, burning slowly into weak embers.
Eventually, like all stars, their shrunken remains give way
into an explosive death, creating black holes.
You were that dream – a cross between wonder and magic,
born out of chaos and madness.
You were so bright I had to cover my eyes not to go blind.
Your glow led my way to you.
It was bliss. It was nostalgia.
I whispered my secrets through the quiet night and you listened
They reverberated from the past where they used to haunt my sleep
They made peace and kissed me goodbye
And all those times you were the fire that thawed the frost on my blood
But what they say about flames that burns twice as bright burns half as long rang true
I could not save you from your eventual demise
I could not save you even if I wanted to
Not even had I given up my sunny world to live in perpetual winter
So I watched you consume your cosmic fuel supply
Watched you still as your light wavered, dimmed until it went out of your eyes
You were that dream turned into a remnant of a glorious past –
once so beautiful and grand, now a mere memory.
And I? I am now following funerals instead of catching dreams.
I don’t know if the above makes sense. Will fix it once I get my brain back. It’s currently hibernating.
PS I know I’ve been very inactive around here for many weeks. Apologies for all the posts I haven’t read. I will catch up on you guys soonest. For now, I’m saying a quick hello and goodbye.