Falling Slowly

Chapter One
It was coming
I had counted the arrival
I had clocked the morning


Step upon step
Note upon note
Original air
New colors
Rising moods
Chilling thoughts
And it oh so always is a shame
Hanging low
Dizzying at second rate slips
Oh it is so always slow
And cruel
And ruthless
And demanding
Measures the weight
And looks at the wall
I would look at these shades
Only when time will tell yellow from grey
Lost from found
It never comes cheap
It oh so always is a bloody toll
An assault on the virgin thought,
And the innocent flight of passion
And oh so always it knows no conditions
And it is oh so joyous
And divine, at once.
It takes a little more,
To call it a day
For passages of mornings like this
For nights buried away.




Chapter Two
So they told me it’s not real
And a little flimsy on the outset





Chapter Three
Like I have bought all the other stories




Chapter Four
There lies hope
In the ways of the yore
In the delights of verse

Chapter Five
There lies hope
In the little flaw of cosmos
And may be the little things down below will ogre a more favourable episode
Because this was like I had imagined
In any of my dark imaginings
Trapped

Chapter Six
There lies hope
It has not left my vision
Still playing a morose game
Still beating an overheard beat



Chapter Seven
What an irony!
It takes a little flicker
To miss the light
And it never forgives


Chapter Eight
And yet
When memory disappoints
I still carry the smile
In my mind

Chapter Nine
And yet
When all the fog muddies the affairs
And pushes the curtains
There comes a lazy stroll
The kind that would take us to the shore

Chapter Ten
And we are still here
And we got a reason to go on



Prologue
And a new reason begins to make sense
Now I know it will happen
It is almost in front of me
For all the reasons you would blink
And you would not
Please don’t.
‘cus if you would(!)
That wouldn’t be too friendly a gesture
For the likes of those who believed
The ones who followed the trace of faith
For once promises looked like they could be kept.

At least where the families would dine together
And would laugh between all the bland mannerisms.