Come, beneath the sky full of stars,
For boulevard at night shines.
Come, to awash all the sadness,
For this night is full of bliss.
Between the noise and the silence,
Amidst the chaos and the repose,
Let’s shred away the stings,
The stress and the bad omens,
For the light never fades,
The sparkle brightens,
Our thoughts synchronize,
For memories are engraved,
Moments are captured,
In the static slice of seconds,
Life, truly, exists.
A life that never dies!
For I’m enveloped in the past,
Yet, surrounded by the present,
O! I dither and fret
Being a conformist
And becoming obsolete
In a world I never aged
And withered in.
For I live in the cemetery of my souvenirs,
Do not bother
To bring me flowers.
Or more souvenirs.
For I rest and float
On the layers of mementoes
Of so many yesterdays
And whilom moments.
For I’m confined by fading memories,
Lost days and uncertain presents,
Do not haze and fade
Only to be bound
Beneath the beyond.
Unabridged Manuscripts 