The Flickering Fairy Lights

By Ayush Jain

What to make out of this

Is as a secret to me as its an enigma

Of what is so trasient and so real

Of what will pass but is held on by a tiny thin thread

A thread of memories and moments

A thread of sighs and gasps

A thread of impossibility for you

And one of improbability for me

For sure I don’t know what shall I make out of this

When years have passed and memory wears thin

When you would have moved on and I am somewhere else

But for me its here, right now

Its real and beautiful

Its true for me, slipping and feeble as the breath that keeps me alive

Its raw, what this is

Unconditioned by whats around

Unconditioned by whats been till now

As Un understandable to me as it must be to you

So let me make you happy while I can

Let me see you smile while I can

Let me drop some tears for old times sake

Let me look at you, without fear of what it would mean

Let me have that piece of your heart

The one you keep in the dark

The part that makes you ache

Share with me all of it, for old times sake

Let me hold your hand

And walk a long road

On a cold windy night

Before I drop you off

To the city with glimmering yellow lights

Let us live with facts we can’t seem to change

The choices we clearly made

By Ayush Jain