Trying To Wake Up Again

Yes, I'm an utterly useless "blogger" who's probably better off taking this page down for the good of all mankind, but this is one last ditch attempt to get back to my scene. As is the law of the Universe, things most forbidden to you gleam tauntingly in your eyes the second you know you shouldn't go anywhere near them. So as I sit smugly at my laptop with a neck brace to support my ridiculous early onset spondylosis spine, I not-so-secretly hope that being discouraged from writing is going to push me in exactly that direction.


Either way, if all else fails, I'm just gonna take Dev's advice and blog about video games and bikes. =P

The following piece is something I'm still not quite sure about whether or not I'm proud of, but it's the only thing I've written in months so I'm going to have to settle with it for the moment. This was for the creative writing competition held by Reva Institute of Technology as part of the their techno-cultural fest "Revamp" in April 2012. We were given a picture that looked more or less like the one below and asked to go crazy; no word limit, no genre ,an hour to boot. So here goes nothing. =]

For years I've waited, for months I've yearned;

Trampled upon by multitudes, knowing no better world.

Seasons came and seasons went, yet nothing changed.

Lost hope my only companion; waiting, waiting.

But when the rain graced us, the aroma of a rich promised life burned within me like incense.

*****

I have travelled far and wide, seen more pleasures than were to be mine.

Turmoil has come and turmoil has gone, and yet nothing's changed.

I yearn for that day when I settle down, she will be my saving grace:

She'll pull me out of my own chasms, she'll get me out of my mess.

And with a fire, I'll make her mine; till she comes, I'll wait in pain.

*****

He came by foot one autumn day, that noon burns bright in my mind.

With the most weathered face, I knew he'd change forever my life;

My heart nearly broke when I saw him turn away with barely a glance;

But when he turned towards my face, it leapt with hope again.

And thought to him I was second best, it didn't matter, I loved him, the rest could wait.

*****

I have lost all hope, she's not coming to me,

Not today, not tomorrow, simply never.

Who'll save me now, who'll be my grace?

I think it's time to call it a day.

*****

Seasons came and seasons went, and yet nothing's changed.

I no longer lie trampled on the ground,

But neglect has shattered what was left of me.

He loves me no more, never has, I meant nothing to him ever.

And now hes forgotten all about me, and I lie in wait of the End.

*****

Not just hope but everything I've had, is now completely gone.

I'll live the rest of my days in debt and starve all night long.

Maybe now is the time to turn to the dirt I rejected years ago.

If nothing comes out of it, at least I can bury myself.

*****

A light suddenly shone upon my eyes, made me blink in confusion.

Could it be he remembered me after all this time?

Or is he simply going to throw me out?

And sudden;y his callused hands held me, his eyes showed he'd seen terrible days.

The sudden burst of warmth stunned my mind, and I knew no bliss like this.

He caressed me with a tenderness, I could not believe was true.

He quenched my rain-yearning heart's thirst with gentle drops,

He eased away the stiffness, he eased away my pain.

Life surged through me, electrifying the air with radiant hope,

And when I looked into his eyes, I knew he felt the same.

That night was passionate and magical and the most alive both of us felt.

We danced for hours, caressing each other with love,

Our bodies becoming one:

And when morning came we both sighed in contentment, we knew our time had come.

The warm bright sun was harsh no more and covered me in a blanket of joy.

By afternoon my heart was sad, for it would soon be time for goodbye.

Ans as I sat out in the yard, I saw him look at me.

Mingled emotions of satisfaction, hope and bittersweet pain flitted across his face,

But the smile of gratitude on his lips washed all my sorrows away.

*****

For years I've waited, for months I've yearned;

Trampled upon by multitudes, I now know a better world.

Seasons came and seasons went, and everything has changed.

I sit in my new royal home and think of that magical night;

The night my maker caressed me tenderly and we made love of a different kind.

I can never accept how some lowly clay saved a beautiful man like him,

I hope he knows how much I loved him, and how it pained me when the King took me away.

It kills me inside when thoughts of him starving come across my mind.

But when the rain graces us, the aroma of tomorrow's promises burns in me like incense again.

*****

Well that was that. I'll hopefully be back soon enough to reclaim my status and call myself a legit writer with a couple morsels worth of dignity. Hopefully.