Some day I shall gather your memories
And throw them to the winds
Slowly, one memory at a time
I would let them escape,
UntilI have erased
My past
Completely.
I have looked at myself
From the edges of reason
And discovered
That both my sanity and insanity
Springs forth like seasons
Out of my distances from you. Realizing thus
I have allowed the outer rims
Of my diffused sanity
To fritter away into crumbs
Of misplaced memories
From my time with you. I have often found myself being unreasonable
When I am away from you.
And generally insane
When otherwise.
From the edges of reason
And discovered
That both my sanity and insanity
Springs forth like seasons
Out of my distances from you. Realizing thus
I have allowed the outer rims
Of my diffused sanity
To fritter away into crumbs
Of misplaced memories
From my time with you. I have often found myself being unreasonable
When I am away from you.
And generally insane
When otherwise.
Oh how I wish I could take all my memories of him and throw them to the wind... so I don't have to have them in my heart anymore... it's much too painful sometimes...
ReplyDeleteDear Launna, this is never practical, the poem is titled slow death... Sigh!!!
DeleteIts a trap.
ReplyDeleteEven the thought. We're actually unbounded, free, unrestricted.
We created these limits.
Even the fear of death.
There is a felt sadness in this one...a wish to be free of heartache. I think many can identify with your poem.
ReplyDeleteYes, one memory at a time ... letting go is a slow process. Beautiful thoughts, Rajesh :)
ReplyDeleteI love memories, especially from someone I loved... would never let them escape... lovely write up :)
ReplyDeleteEasier said than done, no? :)
ReplyDeleteWell written.
My first time here, definitely not my last time for sure.
Updated mine. Do drop by.
Cheers
CRD