You are not here

You are not here

21-22 June 2016

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You are not here

Playing hide and seek

Within shadow of your smile

You and I take part

In teasing childhood games

 

You are not here

All wardrobes emptied

Of imaginary shirts

Worn with would be ties

Not chosen together

 

You are not here

The kettle boils

The humming sound of closures

As water simmers

Now breaching fever’s peak

 

You are not here

The window pane’s cool

Crystallising the vapour

Blowing off my thoughts

Winds down mind’s idle clocks

 

You are not here

Your voice a dark gift

An orchestra of taut chords

Ringing from the stars

Blending me in solace

 

You are not here

Ethereal shape

You whisper through the oceans

Dilating shrinking

Within circles of Time

 

Reading of the poem: 

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First Snow – Clint Mansell & The Kronos Quartet

Stay with me- Clint Mansell

Lux Aeterna / Requiem for a Dream – Clint Mansell & The Kronos Quartet

Living in split worlds

Living in split worlds

3 September 2015

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I touched your cold face

On a bright summer morning

As the dewdrops fell

 

The Earth welcomed cool

Steaming with the hiss of light

Water fire sinks

 

The cold was your tears

As night’s wake had gifted these

To your marble skin

 

A sob rose in throat

For future lived in past tense

Where hearts would flutter

 

You and I then cried

The loss of what was to be

As neither moved moss

 

Growth is from cutting

Seedlings in another land

Must then be potted

 

I cut through an inch

We winced from the incision

And withdrew silent

 

Hand on your shoulder

Mortal experiences

Treachery of pain

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All senses fail me

A sixth came to the rescue

Enhancing your sight

 

Imaginary

Friends reproach me your essence

That they will feel not

 

You dwell in my mind

Your heart reaching through the space

In between photons

 

Mind said you were dead

Perhaps I am your widow

You painted me black

 

Milliseconds’ fleet

From one beam to the other

As I catch your depth

 

Coded in the words

Meaning of a mind spirals

Through a timeless void

  

Loophole carries me

Writhing spirit did battle

Fragmentation tires

 

Living in split worlds

My soul divides a fractal

Embedded in time

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Hai Dil Ye Mera – Arijit Singh