Tribute.

Tribute…

The delusions, the facts…
The fights and the various pacts
The dusk and dawn
The emotions drawn


The gallivanting pain, the fugacious ecstasy
The arms that you filled, the kiss that you kissed
The poignant grief, the plethora of utopia
The pregnant relationship, the aborted love

The language of holding hands –the art
Take love home-open your heart
Cherish, cry, wail, smile, live, die-you should
Go through it once more-happily you would!

The laughter should remain a tribute
They are mementos of life, of its grace
It commanded your soul, life and mind and body
Don’t fumigate it, it’s a song, not a threnody!

Don’t go through a book
Read it.
Don’t fantasize!
Live it.

Life’s calling ….answer
Don’t try to…but live it…don’t pry
Smile should be what it is , not an alibi.
Emotions are a charade, a parade.
Make it real,Let’s not masquerade.