OCTOBER
When candles were blown for the 21st time
And the world was filled with beerful hiccups,
A storm, abating, gently dying,
Was when the world began its colours crawling in
And the hum of music was complete with visions.
The realization of all things perfect
Stood with angelic likeness
With a voice of naked beauty in song.
All time was with us
And a thread to sew.
Only a fool would not know which way
When a glow was blooming right under his nose.
NOVEMBER
Smiles pressed into our faces from the promises made,
As we listened to Johnny over and again.
Knowing this, the first on the list
Of living it up:
“No way November we’ll say our goodbyes.”
It seemed the path, he’s paved for us
Of biblical rules,
Of poetic bliss.
Where none was trivial,
Our breathless sighs were a constant peak to our days.
This was the time
Virgin pleasures wrought.
This was the time
The first of all things were born.
DECEMBER
And rain it was that gave its light
When moments came in flashes and might.
It offered a treasure, first of many;
A string of chords and words aplenty.
It helped when Christmas soul returned,
Touched my heart, and I pulled a tune.
How I made her heart surrender,
How it happened I’ll always wonder.
For it was just mere affection,
I didn’t do much but to love her true
JANUARY
I remember the part
With shouts and bangs
And then the music began again
In the sea of smoke and resolute drunks
Popping Chinese through a microphone
And a series of claps in a drunken trance
While our bonds tightened
And our own resolutions made
With cheers in our hearts
And a new year began with a kiss
So sweet, I’d played it in my mind
For the rest of the day till the next new year
FEBRUARY
Our lives, entwined
From the very first time with music
So my valentine appeared
With a bag of love filled with loads of it
As if she truly read my mind
And knew the wishes of my heart
For she never fails to put
A ready smile on my face
And she never fails to drip
A few more drops of love on me
MARCH
And here’s a toast to Saint Paddy’s day
The end of the list for Johnny, that is
But not for us, no siree
Coz we know we’ll still be safe
From April Fool’s till a new Christmas
And probably will still be on the “so on”
But let’s just see for now
If April’s really fooling us
But I guess it really was the other way around
It was always the plan
Right from the start
APRIL
My heart warmed up and pumped
When my eyes fell upon the efforts
Of the hands of my angel
The world was ours,
The time was ours
For now we’re at the halfway mark
And everything sour and everything bitter
We know could be worked out better
So cheers to this sixth month
And to many more
MAY
Now, as the days, like lullabies,
Peel off in layers of tunes
To find their way back from being lost
Within the feathers of songs
And grab a moment in time
For a moment to ponder
Might be slightly a task to do
So here, might I say
While I grow more insane
With a keenness for you
Is one of the moments
I shed no light
For it is when, these times
I fill them up with love
And only love for you
JUNE
And all of what went through my mind
In all of what went through my mind
No fingers or toes of mine
Could relish the delight
Of pointing to an easy direction
Knowing exactly where & what kind
Of memories in a lyrical whirlwind
Would surface
Like teabags soaked with thoughts
Singing in my head
I only think of you
I wouldn’t give a second song
To another one
Because there wouldn’t be another like you
JULY
With sweat and tears and blood and sighs
I blew and stretched and whipped a storm
I wrote my girl a birthday song
I made a great day for everyone
To everyone, I sang that song
And everyone smiled and clapped along
I knew by then, it wasn’t wrong
The girl I loved sat right in front
For it was to that girl I wrote that song
One which told her she’s the only one
AUGUST
My lion pride was stroked when my eyes unveiled
To the most wonderful sight on earth
With dappled warm and fuzzy lights
And the smell of rubber and burnt wax
’Twas the greatest birthday yet
And I’d wished it not to stop
And time did freeze upon the flare of colours bright
And did a little longer when I fell a little stronger
The candles shot into the blackness of my birthday sky
Into explosions of flowers raining down
Stealing darkness away for mere seconds at a time
The wish I had materialised
My baby sat before me and sighed her wish against my ear,
A greeting so special, I wish it happens again
SEPTEMBER
Where night was bright from little wax flickers
And holding wooden chopsticks and paper bulbs, walking
Unaware and ignorant
Of the gigantic night before us
With the moon in its full splendour
Smiling brilliance into the world
There, in our gait, we smiled back to each other
In the midst of many others smiling
We loved and laughed and spoke to the waters
And planned our next stage in the next year before us
OCTOBER
And throwing back my thoughts to the start
How fleeting it felt and how long it was
I’ve written down a year’s worth
Of laughter and tears and everything more
And though it’s the end; a cycle of sorts
It’s really not the end; there’ll be more to come
It’s truly a journey, a mere beginning
I can’t wait to see what the end looks like
An end with you
Where love abounds
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