Night Falls

The night falls and the greater light ceded duty to its lesser counterpart. As I prepare for nightfall, it marks the beginning of yet another 'day' for many – man and other creatures alike.

Perhaps it's been so many nights (more than a week) filled with that greyish tint of a somewhat acrid scent that I find tonight especially beautiful. Rain in the past two days, twice today, did seem to freshen things up.

The Milky Way and a tank on Lemnos Island, Greece. (Credit: Konstantinos Vasilakis)

I saw the stars sitting pretty before the blue, night sky (yes, night skies are blue) limited by the size of my window. It's enough.

For from this calmness burst forth a thousand voices. Yet, as I hit my make-believe F5 button, I saw what I had seen moments ago: calm and quiet.

So, be it a flutter and a flurry, or a lull and a hush, I'll take them into my REM sleep knowing things are indeed in control. From the rotation of the Earth to the teardrop from that deep yawn.
 

Terra Incognita

It has been seven years and still counting
The eighth looms with the tears still flowing
In some moments’ reprieve did they ease
Granting an instance of ataraxis

No sooner had the pain gone away
Than the surge of memories crashed my way
Time is a potent salve yet feelings remained grey
More so with every minute on this special day

What seemed like a week ago
With that gratingly gaping hole
Turns out to be a great distance in the eyeshot
As I edge away in a bumbling backward trot

I guess this is my deep end of the pool
One with my coach prematurely pulled
Now left the timing system to motivate me
And the lane markings to guide emotionlessly

Be it emeralds or ametrines
Contact mines or sea nymphs
I backed into the terra incognita
Holding on to her goading to get this far

The daisies stand out against the frigid monolith
Like the warm and welcoming figure I love and miss
Affection, acceptance, and a hearty laughter permeate the air
In the home of the cook, pizzaiola, and counselor-extraordinaire.
           

Coffin

The ride along the coast was a ruse

A journey to a destination I couldn't choose

I was paralyzed neck down

Bundled into it; mouth gagged, limbs bound

I can see yet I see not

I'm sane yet I couldn't reason

It's truth and explanation which I sought

Silence - I got nothing but only derision

The rugged lid was ajar

I felt my captor hasn't gone far

I lay there motionless

Feeling hollow, increasing numbness

And then I heard the dreaded thud

The lid was mercilessly shut

With every nails flashed vivid memories

Every blow turned them into miseries

The pain was beyond words

Nothing is able to describe the hurt

I tried to shout but nothing came out

Hoping to hear that it's an April Fool's joke

     but none came about

In the dark, anguish engulfed me

Yet I felt a deep sense of yearning

Longing to see daylight and Aphrodite

To again walk, talk, and stare - grinning

It was two nights of emptiness and cold

Before the full effects dawned upon me - searing

Gripped and bleeding, the throes of alienation unfold

With a bloody heart, I close my eyes

      and it began raining

Edited.
First posted in 2008