Those unforseen instances

Alone will be you
Alone will be me
When that very thing goes away
Setting you free..

Nothing is constant
We meet ,we depart
We create our memories
Leave it along with our pact..

It was such a fairy tale
So lavish and bright,
But only  that very single piercing hiatus
pricked every dreamy bubble
turning lucid days into cold deceased nights....

The calm evening
With the dimming sky ,
Impulses rush through my mind
Bucking up all the clinging thoughts
In a rhythm noted high..

Skimming those 'once upon' priorities
That one off  thing
And the subtle inevitable beginning,
Wandering through the void
that can't ever be refilled
Still it's glimpses make me joyous, dance and sing...

Will always revere those portions of life
Dealing with the squelchy silence ,
Will step up
carrying the reminiscence
carrying the memories
Which started unexpectedly and
Ended up in grievance.