THE DAY AND ME

(Part-1)

“Don’t go !” I asked the day passing by
A dash of surprise in its eyes,
Silently refusing me it smiled!!
Day:- “Dear, I am done,
Emptied my Churn,
Have nothing to burn!”

I:- “But, where you heading to?
Some of you can I hold on to?”
Day:- “To My home in west,
I am tired, need final rest.”

I:- “Leave me some of your ray,
inch of you to keep me gay,
to Shoo my fears to bay.”
Day:- “I have left me on you,
Have dried you,…
walked and tanned you,
Nonexistent though, I will be with you,”

I:- “Black intensely is the night,
Your traces not that bright,
And then ‘walking you’….?
I am sorry, I did not do !“

On my childish appeals,
at the day
Sun winked and beamed.
Day:- “you dint drink me when I was young,
Now I have to go, don’t hold my robe’s fringe.
Night cannot wait and ,
My life has come to end.”

My heart wanted to sink.
Heavy with tears,
my eyes refused to blink.
Speechless, answerless I
was unable to think.

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Part 2
(Conti……)
Day:- “there is a tomorrow
that Sun will bring
It will not resemble me
It will be different, It will not be me .

(nov/dec 2010)