what do you do when a touch leaves you empty?
what do you do when a sentence leaves you untouched?
what do you do when leaves scatter autumn poems only to be swept up n burnt?
what do you do when fantasies haunt the real life?
what do you do when illusions promise you a better company?
.........

i break apart...

each touch and memories of each touch...

mercury almost...flowing away untouched...

the flow beyond words...untouched by expression....

each expression piled n burned...

till ashes of creativity remained...

blown away to the far away Ganges of innocence...long polluted yet flowing.....

flowing n carrying carcasses of illusions..of aspirations and maybe even the dream lover....

all sailing along...down the sea of uncertainity and mindless depth...

only to be churned...thrashed by the waves and unmade by the currents....

thrown on the sea floor with rusted n chainless anchors for company....

sharks of the times when they ruled roost...

mobile roots of many a titanic....

and some opened n broken oyster pairs....

long lost eyes of the eternal lover...

who gave up his beloved to bejewel the harem....

incomplete stories with strains of music, sorrow and quest

for completion.....for the touch so complete....