Sitting all alone on my doorstep,
Chatting away with dejection....
As confidence tumbled down the dungeons...
I headed for deeper resentment...
All of a sudden..
Felt a hand on my shoulder blade..
Not a hand...a resolute grip...
I shuddered..but the grip only tightened with time..
paid no heed to the immobilizing pain..
tried to fight with petty indifference...
But..of no avail....
The moment came...
of looking back..
to see the reason that my mind is tired of a thousand screams..
and
to my utter joy...Disbelief...astonishment...
and shock...
It was "time" standing with a smile...
A sheepish smile...
which soon turned menacing
as he introduced me to his son...
memory
The hand that was thrust towards me...
Fragile fingers.....and throbbing blue veins...
Was it a friendly gesture...
Or a deathly approach???
I know not...
Anger lashed out at him...
He was unscathed
Last bout of consciousness I remember...
That sprinkled hope on me...
A blemish...
or
The aura of dull,faded red...
setting the sky ablaze..
Never ever...
I gazed and contemplated..
but in the reflection of the scheming redness in my eyes...
I found silence encrypted in time....
