Yes....I am an escapist....finding refuge in things such as these....escaping reality to find solace amidst imaginations....
In the midst of a noisy clatter of jumbled footsteps
And a bedlam of muddled conversations;
In the midst of honks and blare of the intimidating civilization
And the distant cawing of primeval feathery denizens;
In the midst of hackneyed observations of their expanding world
And the shrinking thoughtful memories of mine......
My feet made their way through,
Treading on the crumbled path of swirling dusts and fallen leaves.
Eyes - eyes glaring at their rhythmic motion
Of pacing taps: once left , once right
Followed by an odd sudden pause,
Tempting these amused spheres to tear their gaze,
Fixing them on a familiar silhouette....
The one which these eyes are always in search of.
In the midst of inaudible whispers
And deep murmurs of settled silence;
In the midst of feeble melodies of the blushing breeze
And the swift ticking of ceased time;
In the midst of her long awaited presence
And the absence of a single word.....
These eyes meet the ones she bears....
Only for few moments before stating a goodbye...
Hers....turning to the right
While the left....embraced by mine....
Then, a sudden rush of thoughts, of regret
And of a yearning to turn back and utter
the most naive of words and even the shortest of sentences....
Alas! By then, time has already played its tricks,
Stealing away the chances of some more of those promising glances,
Locking away the desires
To listen to that soothing voice,
To get lost in in those captivating eyes,
To smile and laugh at those little innocent quirks,
To - To find peace in her peaceful presence again....
But moments have already passed
And time - it slowly goes away,
Gets going and is finally gone....
And above all - takes everything away....
What happens then ....?
Then, in the midst of reviving noises and dying silence;
In the midst of choking commotion
And the warmth of unfamiliar bodies;
In the midst of screeching cries of the bells
And the clattering of jumbled footsteps....
Drenched with livening drops of hope...
My feet....walk on.....
When silence lays its veil...
© 2019 Adnan
Adnan (author) from Earth, Universe on October 22, 2019:
Thank you for your kind comments Stive... I am glad you could infer the meaning embedded within...
Stive Smyth from Philippines on October 19, 2019:
Nice words, nice meaning. I enjoyed it.
Adnan (author) from Earth, Universe on October 04, 2019:
Yes Artchelle...I agree ...some thoughtful moments are worth the time showered...I am really glad you loved it...just few thoughtful moments thoughtfully penned down...Thank you for giving your time...
Artchelle Arcillas from Philippines on October 02, 2019:
Losing yourself within thoughts is sometimes a blessing... we get to find ourselves no matter how lost we are. Love how evocative this is, Adnan!
Adnan (author) from Earth, Universe on September 24, 2019:
Thank you Franchesca....I am glad yoi liked the verse...yeah...I tried to pen down my emotions that had a rush during a certain situation....midst a certain someone....Thanks again...for giving your time....!
Franchesca Tatel on September 24, 2019:
Full of interconnected emotions, beautiful piece.
Adnan (author) from Earth, Universe on August 09, 2019:
I don't really know what to say.....umm....Thank you so much .... :)
Shivangi Rani on August 09, 2019:
Hey..!! Good one.... Rather commendable...
Adnan (author) from Earth, Universe on August 06, 2019:
Thank you Tajwer for your words of appreciation...!
Tajwer Shakir on August 06, 2019:
A good read and well written!
Adnan (author) from Earth, Universe on August 04, 2019:
Thank you so much for you kind and appreciative comments Chelsey!! The fact that my verse gives you a reminiscence of beat authors is a high compliment indeed !!
As for the writing style, there's no established way in which I put my words...I really like hopping between the forms of poetry...but all depends on how I am feeling....and this form just indicates that the verse means a lot to me !! Thanks again for giving your time ...!
Chelsey from Orlando, US on August 04, 2019:
I love your writing style; it seems reminiscent of Beat authors. There's a sense of urban decay that's altogether fascinating and heartbreaking. Wonderful poem.
Adnan (author) from Earth, Universe on August 03, 2019:
Yes , sometimes some moments are so sudden that they ask for a prompt response....and the timeline is so short that it fades away in seconds, before we notice it.....In the end, all we are left with ...are unfulfilled wishes.....and the desire to get back those moments again...; Thank you Lorna for your kind comments...!
Lorna Lamon on August 03, 2019:
There is a sense of regret and sadness in this haunting poem. The accompanying music is beautiful and perfect for the piece. Great writing.