Pot Pourri

My mind is pot pourri
Dried with love and care
Seeds and grass and
wild flowers

My friends are these
The seats are taken
Places people who never awaken

My comatose dreams
My cryogenic couplings
I'm on ice
Living immersed
In images of
Life

In the distance
I hear you all
The songs the laughter
Kindness and fury

Like a faded mutant future happenings in slow motion
Twice removed
From my reality

Muted whispers..
I am just
a soft scream fading out
In your background radars.

Hush! If you could've only
Heard me.
This worthless tale
You would
transform love
Into an epic.

Moist stardust
On my eyelids
Trembling for failed
Destiny
Tears are useless
Not even close to the
Rivers running
From head through heart
To fingertips
Itching to share with you
The burden of care
Make memories
Proof of love
And a life
Lived.

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(c) Amrita Valan 2014