Monday, August 6, 2007

The Last Breath

I open my eyes
Slowly...
I've been here for long, feels like forever.
Its hard keeping my eyes open, it hurts
The sight I see is painful,
A hospital room with me,
lost somewhere in this mass of tubes and bottles.
I try to recall everything,
that led to this inevitable day.
All I remember is a bundle of memories,
My brain cant think so much & my head hurts.
I know this is the end,
I can feel it, I can see it coming towards me.
I think about Sara, my daughter.
I wonder if she knows this,
I wonder if she realises that I loved her the most,
even more than her mother.
Ah..!!
I think about Julie,
my queen..
Now I can finally be together with her again
I know she's waiting for me up there.

I look around again,
For anything familiar,
anything that can link me to the life I've left behind.
Its my past, I realise.
I have to move ahead,
but there is no time left, the clocks hav stopped ticking & time has halted.
Its all over,
there is no future,
Death is eternal and final.

I look up at the night sky,
my new home welcomed me.
I closed my eyes and thought of the past,
first time, not of the future.
There is no future.

This is the end.

I calmly compose myself,
close my eyes slowly,
and draw a deep breath,
The Last Breath





Wednesday, August 1, 2007

Cry of the Clouds

Walking down the road, i can feel the raindrops on my head.
I am all alone, but not lonely.
I want to be alone, only me & my solitude.
Its cold & dark, but im not scared. This is a new feeling, i want to feel it, i like it.
I hug myself tighter as the wind blows harder and keep walking. I have the entire evening to myself.
The thunder strikes...again.
I rub my arms and start thinking.
So much to think about, dnt kno where to start.
I look in front and dont turn back.
There is nothing left to go back to.
For the first time, I refuse my heart to look behind and search for answers.
This time, I let my brain lead me.....to my future.
I keep walking...small, slow steps.
Towards an unknown destination, far far away from the safety of the known.
Towards a new experience ......I keep walkin...

Finally,
I look up, close my eyes and feel the rain trickling down my face, hiding my tears.
And I wonder, what reason do the clouds have to cry..?