Monday, January 31, 2011

Natural Death

It died a natural death.
Tell anybody who asks,
It died a natural death.
Not by the fiery battery of anger blows,
The incessant clammering of spear-words,
The sting that leaves you low,
Labouring for breath amid a torrent of tears.
It died a natural death.

How could it not,
When it looks at the rise of a new day with anguish,
Rejoicing that the day before was better than the one before that.

It died a natural death,
While you were counting the clouds,
Refusing to acknowledge the light gleaming through.

It died a natural death,
And you compared sunlight with moonshine.

You dug the hole,
Even as you got a tan.

It shunk a mile,
While you dreamt about gold at the end of rainbows.

Deeply buried, it is.
You play the puppet master,
When there is no puppet.
It died awhile back.
And no one ever knew.

4 comments:

VenusSpeaks said...

"And you compared sunlight with moonshine." Comparing is not an active verb one should when in a relationship. It really is a prelude to 'death'.


"It died awhile back.And no one ever knew." WOW!!!! this is a tragedy.. a tragedy...a tragedy!!! I know how it feels to keep love in secret and see it die in secret.:(

have a great week, Tetekai ;)

Tetekai said...

@VenusSpeaks: Have a great week too.

♥ The Lyrical Designer ♥ said...

i love your weave of words Tetekai!!

Tetekai said...

@ ♥ The Lyrical Designer ♥: Thank you. :)