Beyond life

A cup of tea sat on the table front of us,
With an ash tray, and some tiny bits of cigars,
And those fascinating words flew like a river,
Persistent, flawless, and strong as ever,
And I got to see a glimpse of your life,
That has never been exposed before.

Like a flower with its broken petals,
An insect swings by to draw its nectar,
Only finds out the nectar has been dried a long time ago,
I tried to comprehend where it began but in vain,
I delved between the lines for long,
To only discover I'm still perplexed,

Slippery as the muddy road after a heavy monsoon,
And those green algae that grows on the rocks,
I trembled with every word of yours,
My heartbeat pounding as been never before,
I hide all my anxieties beneath my legs,
Yet your face was as tranquil as the blue ocean,
You took a sip of tea, and lit on a cigar,
A white cloud of the smoke covers the table,
I, anxiously, waited for the next word,
With my lips closed, hands clutched together, and eyes focused,
In fact, a sudden throb of my heart was enough,
To make me realize I was still alive.

The white cloud got bigger and bigger,
Your gestures, and words still as articulate as it could be,
I see your eyes squinted to avoid the cloud,
An intermittent change in your brow movement,
And those wrinkles in your forehead,
Captured my attention, and I focus on your face,
As your lips move and vibrate, I hear an echo on the background,
Your nostrils widen in between like a roaring lion,
Frightened as a lonely baby in the darkness,
I wrap myself in my arms, and an eagerness burgeons,
To see what you see through your lens,
It was not hard to conclude what you behold,
Inside that tranquility that exposes you to the outer world,
They may accrue accolade after accolades for your deeds,
But seldom care about what you went through,
I wish I could show them what I just saw,
A serene, life-full heart, filled with regrets.