I fixed my coffee, work was due again
Then I heard familiar steps coming down the stairs.
Dressed in her night gown,
She limped slowly down the stairs since her feet hurts again.
She smiles sleepily upon seeing me
I greet her good morning as I hug her tight.
She’s older and frailer now
So different from her younger years.
I ask, “Hey mom, want some coffee?”
As we slowly start our days.
I used to see beauty and color in everything
Used to hear music and the joy it brings
I talked about the lovely moon
The song of the stars and so on
But they shamed me
Condemned my poetic dreams
So all of a sudden and all at once, I became mum
Now in the silence, they reach out for me
But I am gone, nowhere to be
They will hear no more
I am mum from them, forever
If I could say something
I’d say it right now
But I prefer to keep quite
and stay mum
I will not say much
I will keep mum
I will not nag,
or say a word
the world will fall silent
all that’s left to do…
one floor down, one step higher
close to being one and far away from fears
a galaxy so wide; lost in translation
the cosmic plays a major role
unnoticed, unsure, unclear; the frustration builds up
throat is sore; mouth is mum
tumbling down into the abyss
a black hole or the bottomless pit
eyes wide shut; deafening sound of uncertainty
up and about, one thing from the other
pictures of a perfect day covered by a dark cloud
time goes on reverse; backwards it goes
should have given it a second thought
but then again….
the leaves have turned from brown to green
darkened by the thunder-clouds
tulips sprung from the lily pads
to the left or to the right
running around in circles
the rain pours from the sunny sky
what day is it today?