Poetry Wednesday - From a Distance

Checking my appearance
Tying imagined Double knots
Around my skippity heart.
Breath steady,  now ready,
With a clop of the heels
I walk past you
Thinking “no thoughts”
As we work Side by side
Like Ants in a Bivouc,
Each day,  knowing theres
Nothing you could do
Even if you knew of
The skipped heartbeats.

We lunch together
As collegues do
Sitting at the table
With those others
Smiling, as we pass the salt
Completely unaware are you
Of the control I exercise
To not reach for your hand
Of the calories spent
Trying not to think of you
The nights spent
In imagined if only’s
Wishing, I didnt wish for you.

I stack the files on your table,
Indicating what needs doing.
Pulling a veil over my eyes,
Hoping to hear my name,
Just so, I have a few more moments,
In your presence.
The moment passes,
With the clop of my heels.
Straightening my back,
With seeming dignity,
I walk through the door,
Doing the only thing I can do,
Love you from afar.

Saunter through to Sans Souci's Poetry Wednesday Tour

Tears in Smiles

Smiles lighting up the face always
Pouring joy into heaven's stairways
Sending curves to the fairy's lips
Happiness tingling at finger tips.

Yet a trail of ache remain
In shadows left behind
Singing to her voice's content
Revealing the coiled serpent.

Each recognize their own kind
Their own kind, they will find
Like a dancer knows those who dance
Like a singer knows those who sing.

Those who cry, hear her silent cry.
How does she hide her tear?
Wonder the ones who are dear.
Does she hide her tear with a smile?
Maybe changed the way she cried.

You and I (360 repost)

What name could I give
To this thing that IS
Between You and I?
Try as I might
No words can explain,
That which is there yet not there.
Trying not to see
Or is it just Me,
Not wanting to taste
The truth between us?
Is it a waste of Time?
With so much
Happening within and with us
In our silences
Keeping our cold exteriors
While Lava fills the interiors
Anonymous behind the screens
Glad for the Distance
Listening silently
To the same songs
We both like
Afraid to see
How much we're alike
You and I
With our impenetrable walls
Our invisible smiles
Our lives on a Groove
Would we someday perhaps
Cross each other's path
Recognize the other
In some corner of our hearts
Would we then Know
What we are, to each other?

K P Rashmi- August 2007

Circle

Journeying the day
Not knowing the way
With Damned fears
And Dammed tears
Visiting life's fair
New masks to wear
Smiling, laughing, talking-
Couldnt be happier
While thoughts get sorrier
An ache unbearable
The tension palpable
Yet, acting so fine
Like the world were mine.

Ah! if indeed the world were mine
Every tree divine
No dammed waterways
No suffocating airways
Breath, fresh, free, flowing
Life loving, giving
Yet, there's knowing
On borrowed time - I live.
Upon borrowed earth - I walk.
With borrowed relations - I find comfort.

Living my desires and passions
Maintaining my stations
Building my illusions
Until that dreadful day
The day of my doom
And of disillusionment
Realizing, Nothing is as it seems
Nothing is really mine
Except for the drama of life
Me- the authoress
Signed contracts with actors and actresses
Making the world my stage
For a moment on Time's Page
Now the performance done
Experience gained
Tis time to move on
Time to Pack up.

--K P Rashmi August 2007

P. S. Does this seem like it is an addendum to the previous blog?