Saturday, May 17, 2014

Brother



Standing face to face,
Retracing routes of origin- 
Some discarded,
Most forgotten.
Bound by the same blood,
Conjoined and plagued-
By the same memories. 
Life had found us,
Confounded at the sudden equilibrium- 
Where silence artlessly,
Formed the words. 
And wordlessly - 
Thought trails,
Tendrilled into our hearts.
The beat was of freedom-
As also melancholy,
That night. 
Telepathic, the connection-
Each knew what the other lay silent,
Thinking and overthinking. 
As the expressionless eyes,
Formed the dark pools of strength -
A doorway to a mystical future. 
Holding hands,
We imparted the much needed courage,
To take the leap-
Make the change 
To start the new chapter.
Yet a part of me tore,
Stricken and afraid,
At the obscurity of unity ahead-
As also my selfish act of walking alone.
So far, we'd lived 
As two lone rangers -
Circling through life,
Gliding over the ebbs and tides- 
Carving our own niche,
As footholds, in the sand. 
No matter the distance,
It's each other that we'd sought -
To hold the pieces together,
And be the shoulder,
Against all the rains.
Tonight, over the candle-light,
As  I'd looked at my brother's face,
Slightly older and harder now - 
Ashen perhaps too,
With no traces of the cherubic innocence
That had gilded his growing up years-
I shot a silent prayer of mercy-
For a miracle to happen soon.
Closest of all,
My brother would always stand-
As my solitary support,
Against all forged 
Or forced relations.
The only testimony to love and a link-
To oneness and humanity.
Leaving him alone,
To chase the dark clouds of dreams-
Seemed heartless.
But the claustrophobia of the current context-
Seemed to suffocate,
Where the inner scream
Dwindled away, unheard and unvoiced.
My brother was the only one,
Who was privy to the inner doubts -
The truth and it's intensity.
Torn tonight,
I could only lose myself in prayers-
Of being united soon.
Be the peas of the same pod-
And share the comfort
That we'd cocooned ourselves with.
The care showered on me so far-
Is new and childishly clung on to-
The wall-less synchronization-
Treasured and yearned for.
I prayed for the light
Through the dark,
Praying too,
For my twin-flame 
To be happy too.
The dependence,
Mutual and gladly shared
And now a need
That only he could fulfill.