The Time Draws Near…

When you are lonely and the time draws near,
Think of the things severed by the thought.
When you are awake and the sky is clear,
Can you help but see the stars?
And create your own dreams and fear
That you may in time be up close
And heal the touch that brings you here?
Close your eyes and you will see
The bond with them that you cannot severe.

When you see the one looking down on you,
You know, you must, that the time draws near.
When you wait and you wait,
But she never seems to appear.
Chasing the shadows, chasing the dreams,
That you never thought of the one dear.
"And when your time has come,
You will look back and spare a tear."
For the one who knows and one who sees
Will always care.

satyajit venkatraman

Sometime in 1998

Pale Grey Sky

And even as I watched

The grey sky turned to blue;

And from the shell of sky

Came a sight so sweet - light of day.

Why could this have not been

A moment or year ago?

Why now?

When everything faded, jaded and paled

Has disappeared into nothingness?

And even as I watched

The Mist fought with the Sun

For control, for supremacy,

First one, then the other, gains control

But for a moment.

Then with a swoop of finality,

The mist wrests control.

And as if to say “I didn’t have a chance anyway”,

The Sun disappears.

As I wander in the mist all alone I wonder -

Am I the last one left alive?

Am I the only one to survive?

But when I look up to the sky I see

Its just begun.

There’s a long, long way to go.

Where is the end?

No one knows...

satyajit venkatraman

September 24, 1998