My Last Dance with an Angel...

Meetings.... Separations.... kinda like happiness and tragedy they have weird way of being so intermingled with each other .. sometimes its so hard to get over either of them.

I am sure everyone has their share of HI's and GOODBYE's some pass away like a whiff of hot coffee jus making sure you enjoy that particular moment.... some leave a bad taste like the smoke from the cheap cigarette of a fellow passenger ;) ... and some.... some... ummmmmm.... they jus linger on... n on.. n on... like the perfume of the beautiful girl that jus walked by... (yummy :P ).. they jus haunt you until the journey is over and make you go back to the same person again n again n again... even after its all over there 'd still be a small thought at the depths of your mind that'd make you wanna go back.... But we all know the journey is over when the charmer is out of the train and you ARE still IN IT... kinda feels the same even in life... the Journey aint over but the companionship is.Its difficult to face that kida situation especially when you dont really know if MUST let go or you must HANG ON... thats when we start asking of each other what i usually call... "THE LAST EFFECT " we tend to ask of each other... one last kiss (in case of a lover).. one last lesson (teacher/mentor) .. one last blessing (philosopher)... one last hug (friend) .. one last goodbye... and soooo ooon... This our way of hanging onto some things that we know we must let go off... its our LAST ATTEMPT... our final desparate trump card that makes us feel that may be saying THIS can make the other come back running to us and be with us forever.. but i really doubt that would ever happen .... the very fact that we have reached this stage shows that things are never ever gonna be the same as they were...
I felt that pang of pain once... man ! it was horrible... the jouney with that charmingly perfumed girl (she kinda smelled like the scent of HUGO and lilies and the fresh grass.... ALL PUT TOGETHER... it was WOW!!! ) was AWESOME all the way it lasted.. but when she alighted the train... MAN..! that was like ... devastating... (although I know now that, it was a part and parcel of my journey of life ) STILL back then I did the same thing any other person so crazy in love would do... I played my final trump card ... not knowing then what i know now.. (that it never actually works ;) ) "Angel"... thats what she was to me.... n i asked her for nothing much ... but i did ask her ...for .... ONE LAST DANCE.... this poem is completely dedicated to my angel :)

OUR LAST DANCE


‘Ts the game of fate that brings us to this stage,
In the book of my life... on the chapter of love...You’d be the first page.

Until I met you I had jus seen the colors of love,
I‘d been frolicking on the surface jus above,

Unaware of the abyss that below me lay,
I had failed to see the darker shades of grey.

I played under the brightest rays of the sun,
I fell down I got up … but I always had fun,
In spite of all the glee ‘n’ glam there…
There was something missing all along,
I didn know if…
If there was some one to whom,
I could belong.

Then…at a time when I was breaking...
And my patience had taken a toll,
U entered my life...like an ANGEL …
n u took control.
You flourished in my heart and you took over my brain,
The very anticipation of your presence‘d relieve me of the stress n the strain.
The lingering effects of you presence became so strong,
I could steel feel your tender breath...
Feel your soul...
Long after you were gone.

N I’m sure that’s what would happen too, this time...
Then again…
Alas…
Even if I ANTICIPATE your return...
That’d be a crime.

I cannot live...not with the thought that, soon…
It would be time to be gone…
We’d have to slash the tree...
The seeds of which together we’ve sown.


Maybe…maybe someday….
I SHALL GET OUT OF THIS TRANCE…
For now jus lay in mine thy Hands ‘o Angel…
N give me jus another chance….
With a KISS on your forehead and a kiss on your hand...

Together...we shall have … OUR ONE LAST DANCE.

Sage……