The knot

The knot was not the way it should be, he found out.

 Tying the rope around the neck was easy, but the knot?

How does the hangman do it, he wondered.

 And so it came to pass that there is not much time left.

And there was so much to do.

And in another dimension time moved slowly, leisurely.

Maybe

And then he asked her,

"Is that a definite no or a maybe".

She paused for a minute, and one can see her forehead furrow in the familiar way when she is thinking.

The answer came out faster than I thought.

"No, it's not a maybe, it's a definite no".

Sometimes a definite no is a right answer to a lot of answered maybes.

And so it came to pass

that those who were left behind

had nothing to look forward to.

All that they had built in the past and into the present 

looked like a mirage, long lost in the desert of hopelessness.

Those who left early had the promised land to look forward to.

But now some have to leave, and some have to stay behind.

Because the promised land can hold only so many people.

Alter egos

There are more people than me inside me. And sometimes I wonder, who is the real me?

Musings from the past

There is a house on the hills where you and I can stay. There is peace and quite. Only we have to be careful not to disturb that peace by our human failings. Let us try to be ourselves and not change for others. Let us try to keep the spark alive as it was on the day it was lit. I am here not because I am supposed to be here or because I am trapped here, but because I would rather be here than anywhere else in the world.

nothingness

Love somehow seems too momentary
for one to have ideas of permanence
about it. Our eyes met, that’s all!

in memory(Joey's immortal poems)