Friday, 20 October 2017

Its time to go...

It's time to go..
I was on my way,
Wish I stayed one more day....

“Pick up the bags, it’s time to go...
The clock strikes six and tells me so...
I look in the mirror and hear it say...
Wish I stayed another day...

A mental note of Things to do...
Flush my mind and take me through...
Pending tasks, spread as hay...
Wish I stayed another day...

Banks and cards and loans and bills...
Undone signs on deeds and wills...
Fees and rents I could not pay...
Wish I stayed another day...

Tears and tears..
Eyes closed but sleep less fears..
She asked me to stay..
I wish I could stay for another day..

I call my love to help me pack...
She gets the shoes and brush from rack...
With silent words, she blocks my way...
Wish I stayed another day...

D lil kid...
A visit to zoo, a splash in pool..
A surprise pick from gate of school...
“You promised me!”  his tears say...
Wish I stayed another day....

My sick mother is preparing my meal...
With tender hands and a heart of steel...
Where hundred pains and problems lay...
Wish I stayed another day...

I hold her near and then realise...
I didn’t even hug her once or twice...
She smiles at me with nothing to say...
Wish I stayed another day...

Unsaid words and unsung tales...
Compliments, wishes, cards and mails...
All change hands in a mystic way...
Wish I stayed another day...

Dad is mute and strong as ever....
Speak of his fears, he will never...
Hiding his tears by gazing away...
Wish I stayed another day...

His pair of specs and bottle of rum...
I promise to get, next time I come ...
He smiles the way I ve seen him grey...
Wish I stayed another day....

On my post in jungle with naxals..
Tired and spent I close my eyes....
Faces from home appear to say...
Wish you stayed another day...

To be continued...

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