Some more cigarettes

So it was there again between my fingers
That white lean figure.
The avidity of holding it -
Of visualizing myself ecstatically still momentarily,
Surrounded by mystifying smoke,
And thinking I am high already.

Standing beneath the guileless sky
Amongst the orphan trees of the road
Sitting on a leper platform
Musing over the absence of the presence
And presence of the absence in life.

All I want is to stay put to my thoughts
All I want is time to linger on

And who wants to live forever
If you are not consumed …
Like a last puff
I want to persist a while in the air
Whiffed and cherished
And then whoosh gone forever!!

Living Perpetually

We have walked into the snow once with cold feet,
The heat of our hands let us going.
We have once sat on the mountain
With knowingly an unknown fear,
But our hands held us tight.

What defines us may time will never define.

And in a blink,
The weak will go.
And with a wink,
Second will follow.

Go beyond and beyondness beckons you.
Time will travel distance and fate will follow its course.

And we will once again gaze into the morning light.
And we will once again sit under the shadows of stars.

I can hear you thinking.
I think you will hear me one day!

And who doesn’t aspire to be loved?
And who doesn’t aspire to be at home?

Don’t you know me by now?
Don’t you know me by now?

You will, like I knew you then.