Some distant moons in past
You took to earth.
This soul too existed
In some frame , it took birth,
You existed and so did I
At different places
Totally indifferent.
The words “You” and “Me”
Beggared for substance
A turn of fate
Or reasons arcane
The space dissolved
The miles collapsed
Yet those meters
Were aplenty
To leave your world
And my world too
Spinning in different planes
Unbridled…. untouched.
We could have passed
As strangers
As you and me are
To many….
But the conjunction
Of space and Time
Dwarfed meters to inches.
Then closed in frames…
It wasn’t strange
In the myriad world
Many had closed in….
And the frames have passed
As Strangers
But in the confluence
Of space and time
It meant as it cajoled
The neurons to
Select loving words
And sing some ode
The words flowed
In vehement mode
Agape at expanse
Of matter in space
Some blood? Some soul?
The beauty it did adore.
But then,the entropy;
The rearrangement
Of mass and energy
Took toll
The trajectories drifted
The affections shifted.
You had your space and
I had mine
Yet spinning in gaiety
It did remind….
Some spaces traversed
Some memories left behind.
Should efforts go in vain?
Do we forever
Persist with the pain?
Probably, we wont.
Gorging alive in the sweltering flame
Shall we pass…
As Strangers
If ever meeting again?
“The words You and Me Begged for substance”…brilliant!!
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An intense read.
Chris
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