Lost for words. Those trusty companions. That
stood by me. In all my times. In the times I laughed. In the times I cried. In
the times I needed to fight. In the times I needed to love. They were always ready. To do my bidding. But now.
When I read your words. I am lost for
words.
Your words. That shower like flower petals. Your
words. That cascade like the monsoon rain. Your words. That glimmer like silver
moonbeams. Your words. That render me. Speechless. I am lost for words.
Where have they all gone. I seek with fever in my soul. I seek
with tremble in my heart. To put pieces of my heart. Into words. Steady,
Steady. My mind says. But how can I steady. This boat. Caught in this storm. Of
your words. I am lost for words.
Where have they all gone. My old friends. My familiar
companions. That came tumbling out. To do my bidding. Rapier sharp. Witty.
Clever. My words. But now. When I read your words. I am left without words.
I am suspended between the sky and earth. Flailing
my limbs. I try to become a bird. Flapping my tattered wings. I try to soar. I
seek in the clouds. I search for answers. In the trees below. A river flows
like a silver thread. My eyes follow. Searching. Seeking. In vain. I am left
without words.
I reach inside. The womb of Time. The old. Is a
distant memory. I feel new life. Stirring. Surging. Throbbing. Half revealed
revelations. That have no words. It seems I have to relearn. It seems I have to re-dream. The language of
Life. I am lost for words.
The slate is wiped clean. I trace new words. New memories.
With a hesitant heart. The halting alphabets. The faltering phrase. The stumbling
sentence. Get caught again. In your words. Over and over. I am lost for words.
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