ONE LAST PLAY
Father returned home in a mood- barren with joy
And announced in a voice as faint as a whisper;
"We all leave tomorrow"
The looks in my mother's eyes
Became a sea drowning bodies of memories
She once said living is synonymous to floating, and
We start drowning the moment death begins to woo our souls and departure becomes a song of woe.
My sisters carried the news on their chest
To showcase how much of a woman they've become
Maybe the men meant to give them new names
Would come ring their hands from this nightmare
The neighborhood now seems
Like a city trying to undo the law of leaving
Everyone is wearing a fateful expression
An expression buried with too many unlived moments
Departure and death are two hearts beating as one
Both turn your body to time's exit door
In my head, I've tried redrafting the news as a fiction
But reality is not so much of a playful guy
So I sneaked through the openings in my loins
For just a bit of you to last me a lifetime
Can we do that play for one last time?
The moon is out, hide and let me seek you now till the day I become a whole of you.