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Just Words

You
was the word
You was the word I used to write before me

You
used to be the road I used to take
Used to do a lot of things
Things that made sense

Not now, just then
Just then you took me and departed
Took me apart

You
A simple mistake
A mistake that I’d make again
Make amends
Mend a man
Glue him together if you will
Will allows not
Not because heart is lost
Lost is the soul, nope
No love

Soul searching
Searching through deserted lands I walk
Walking through memory lanes
Lanes emptied and barren was the heart
Heart says yes
Yes, through dense cigarette smoke
Smoke, through mosquito lullabies

In between
Between those forgotten lines and lies
Lies a man who lies alone
A lonely traveller once lost and found
Founded the love, unrequited
Quite a sight!
Site full of lost lives and love
Love, not a mere memory
A memory in shining armor

And,

You was
You are
You is
still the word I run towards
When I run out of words.

© 2017 Pamuditha Zen Anjana

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Memoirs of Smoke

I can’t write

right now
not about you at least
not ever maybe
about you
the least
safe to say never

it’s 3.41AM
and I need a new you

someone to write for
someone to right me
someone right
to write right
this night is not right
it’s fading already

I’m on a leash
and It’s raining outside
one of the many cliches
of this sleepless morning
the leash is blurred
leash being the memories

rain falls
falling leaves
leaves me mesmerized
small drops of rain
as well as the ripe mangoes
ganging up on the roof

maybe it’s closing up
the hole in which
I lost myself in
and crawled right back out
maybe I’m becoming whole again

the carved out heart
the renewed cigarette smoke
forgetful lies of lives
songs on repeat
blank spaces on the faded walls
abrupt silence follows

it’s 4.31AM
and I need a muse.

© 2016 Pamuditha Zen Anjana

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Memories

All of a sudden,
Heaven fell down on me
and when you spoke
I felt content, and my heart,
it skipped beats
literally…

Slowly,
the whole world faded
and faces became just blurs
the time froze in its tracks
and you stepped closer
closer than my own shadow

Arrived the butterflies
as your fragrance lingered
and mesmerized me
I inhaled you once
and I got devoted…

My love for you is the Earth
it’s the blue sky, and
the universe put together
It’s unwavering, unequivocal
and incontestable…

So, my dear memory collector;
I’ll hold on to these until I die
precious and treasured
invaluable and cherished
and worth far more than my life…

© 2012 Pamuditha Zen Anjana