Living through yesterday... TOMORROW

When the past calls out to to
you
Do you return
Or wait
For that moment
When all will be past
and the past
Will be future radiant
and moving forward
Will be living past dreams
Spectacular, uncanny
But familiar
An ocean or memories
That one can swim through
and live the now
As one wanted yesterday

It's happening. It's slow.

I want it all. Now.

Ram rod through tomorrow
As if there is no today
As I sought it yesterday

It's still me...I hope...

And it rains
And it gladdens my senses
It reminds me of that young boy
Who sought it's full onslaught
Determined to brave it
Exploring it's violence
Discovering his true self
Romanticizing the futileness of those endeavours
And living his dreams


I look at me now.
The downpour but a distraction
From the avalanche of of experiences
That make everyday life
No time. No patience.
To breathe in the the wet soil
As it rises up to the the monoliths that touch the sky
And falls victim
To the impossibility of city life
And fails to reach
That grown up boy
Now a man

Of You and Me...

Is it just the rain
Or that which drowns me
That washes me down
Down those streams
That I vowed
To never venture
But now that I have
Let me flow
Let me live
Those times again
Where I flowed, and
Where I drowned
And deep down there
Found my shelter
Temperory albeit
But nonethless
A lifetimes worth
Of you and me
And...
You and me...
Forever

Pssst

Does anyone still blog??