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GAYATHRI KG

Abstract Drama Fantasy

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GAYATHRI KG

Abstract Drama Fantasy

Back to the Future

Back to the Future

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Each moment leaves 

An autograph,  

Wishing the best from next.

It's hard to trust my eyes,

Can't believe you were

Here all this time,

Waiting for me, in this 

Very last journey 

To catch up with the fate.

United by the soul,

Separated by time,  

Every time your heart 

Beats for me, had a

chance to know you the best.

I've been marking time to

Want you all again.

Years in exile, forlorn 

To ripen like a fine wine.

To see the past, perfectly 

Sculptured to beguile time.

An eye in disguise knows no truth 

Unlike the love in a broken heart 

Or an immured soul

..............

        She was a song,

Made of missing beats.

She was a dream,

Ought to be forgotten.

Things were better for 

A distant sight,  while 

Living in borrowed moments,

At a closer look, we were

Falling like autumn leaves. 

Her name, written in a

Mirror cage down my heart 

Echoes a thousand reasons why,

I couldn't reach out to call her.

She was strong,  like

The sun lost in waves,

But to be reborn with the stars,

Lost charm, still life's away. 

She's something, that I left to feel 

But, felt the most.

Now, all I have, is a

Picture of her, hewed

Into my soul, by

The hands of agony. 

Some pictures are meant 

To be lifeless, and forgotten,

Cause' they let the moment 

Fly beyond time. 

Others are colorful , and

Remind us, who we really are.


         You are no different. 

Shades of these wandering 

Eyes, flickering over you,

For a moment I thought,

You were alive. 

Magic touches let you live,

But, smile remains , on 

The buried face of an art.

I know, you are chained,  

Like a ship anchored

In a portrait. 


You never dared to wish 

A world beyond four 

Frames, and oil paints.

Thinking this for a moment,  

At the very next, when 

Sun hides , we are all the same.

And, when pictures 

Bleed paints

You'll be free to rove

Like falling lights, and

To be that one melody, chanted 

From a beloved heart. 


       ........Oh love, it's never too late

To fade back to the future........



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