We are mind readers. Does that intrigue you?
Maybe I can read your mind
Maybe you are thinking what I want you to
Maybe I’m saying what you want me to
It’s a game nevertheless
Just don’t know who’s playing who
Me and you?
Or life with itself
With us, two pawns
Figments of each other’s imagination
You know and I know
It’s always good to talk to you
And hear you speak my thoughts before I think them
I see the footprints of hundreds of busy feet that walked before me.I see history being created….little histories, not major sagas.
What’s courage like?It’s like walking to the very edge of the cliffStraight into the skyAnd not stopping. What’s determination like?It’s like standing completely perpendicular to the groundShoulders back, eyes level with what’s comingTill all motion, even breathing stops…but standing still. What’s toughness like?It’s like feeling heat turn ever so slowly…
I shrug, shake my head and smile
That moment,
Away,
Knowing though,
The what-if store is always open
“Eena, I sang for an hour today”, says Lolita to her imaginary friend.
I sang. There was music.
Lovely play of words!!
As real as each other, we clash,
It’s not our words or any thought,
It’s not a talk-war that we lash,
It’s an unprovoked game we both sought.
You breathe the fire that I light,
Love-mark each other with embraced love,
Horns locked tight as we mock-fight,
Burning heaven sends us its Peace dove.
Its amazing how they do that, isnt it? To read thru the masquerade that we think we have mastered..
🙂
..Me
hmmm.. too complicated for me! 🙂
There are times when I have felt that I am a pawn running like a guinea pig in someones grand expt.
Always thought that am the only one crazy enough to think along these lines.
But it would be “really” disturbing to know that the puppet master is someone driving on the next lane.