Remy Martin

 

The Rain had poured and long exhausted;
Droplets dripping and making rhythms!
The breeze wet and mulishly cold,
Surges through the paisley floors!

A lone soul convenes near a shady porch;
Nothing is heard except when silence spoke!
The ebbing cigar in his mouth sleeps and unsleeps;
The fumes forming into haunting ghostly beasts!

The Polkas in The Futon seems to bop around!
Or is it his futile efforts to forget and rebound?
The quietude night passes sans inner peace;
On the tray, the scattered pineapples and cheese!

The somnolent self whining in the dark;
High with trepidation and anxiety!
Pain from the past etched like a stain;
The bittersweet cognac still warm in the veins!

Cardigans

 

Embezzling every bit of the warmth, on a cold November night,
Icy fumes dodging the splintered lips and then vanishing!

The dews almost always seems to escape from the cedrus,
Dripping off and running down the spine!

Legs strained and aching to walk the snow filled side walks!
Hands wrinkled, numb and half dead, sulks deep into the pockets searching comfort

Struggling to catch up with desperations within!
Uneasiness creeps in, but nothing is done to make feel any better,

Past so stressful and nauseated with nothingness, clouding inside…
Wondering if the moribund thoughts be hidden deep as well!!

I Dont Know Why!

 

I don’t know why..
When i think about the time we laughed; i cry
I don’t know why..
When i think about the time we fought; i smile!

I don’t know why..
When i see or hear a song we both liked; i cry
I don’t know why..
When i see your name written somewhere; i smile!

I don’t know why..
When i don’t hear from you; i cry
I don’t know why..
When i am listening to your babbles; i smile!

I don’t know why..
When i see you sad; i cry
I don’t know why..
When i see you merry; i smile!