Breath of Life

DEDICATED TO PINK FLOYD, A BAND THAT OVERPOWERED MY HEART

I was listening to 'Coming back to Life' by Pink Floyd (video above) just now when this poem came into my mind :

Here, where the bleeding rose overruns

The boundaries of a garden nurtured in

My limitless infinities of imagination,

I am thrown into a stupor by the breath

Of life that emanate from his firm voice.

The dark rains, that followed me since

The day I took my path away from the

Nomadic followers, slowly eased into

Oblivious chants of support that the

Singer got from the deep stretches of

My solitary existence.

Standing on a land that smells of

Blood and unaccounted 'sarin',

I heard cries of battles I never fought,

I saw lost lives that I never known,

They danced frantically along with me,

Death may have liberated them, but

Music have granted them salvation!

I kept walking, I kept running,

I made pace onto the gravity that pulled

Me towards it, like a child hopping

Behind a lost balloon, I found my feet

Make frivolous jumps to catch the tunes

That were being thrown around for me.

In that faint seconds lost in towering eternities,

I knew I am not alone until my ears go deaf,

And I am not sad till my hearts shuts the doors

 To the divine tunes that floats around.

 A modern recreation of the artwork made by George Hardie for the album
'The Dark Side of the Moon' by Pink Floyd released in March 1973