Over and again

If I were given the choice to do it again,
I’d walk the same paths, take the same shortcuts,
climb the same bends and reach the same destination.

Though they broke promises, and I did too.
Though they shouted my secrets on the rooftops,
and I, theirs too.
Though they smashed this scrimshawed vase
with its depictions of men lying on the ground
with spears through their chests, and I smashed
theirs too.

If I were given the chance to see tomorrow,
I won’t take it, because I like to hold on to
a semblance of freedom, like a man weeping
over tattered rags as if it’s torn, rich silk.

If given a chance to do it over again
I’d do it just the same,
the short walk across the old
dusty, rusted track, the fields enveloped in mist
like a hazy reverie,
that time I kissed her in the park,
oblivious to who’s looking
or who’s thinking what.

I’d relive the pain of yesterday,
the throb of today and the
scars of tomorrow
because life’s a gift,
though we’re trying forever to
find its solution. Maybe
there’s no solution or problem
but a walk by the placid lake,
the waves gently caressing your feet,
while dawn meets noon and noon meets dusk,
while the night envelopes and like
Enoch you’re suddenly taken away,
vanishing from the eyes who those who
knew you, never heard to the people
who’ll never get to know you, and
staying for a while in the hands
of those you hold dear now.

© Nitin Lalit Murali (2018)

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  1. Hello Nitin

    My heartfelt thanks to you for following my blog, and for all the likes & comments!And hope we continue to grow and support each other in this journey!

    Also, my blog A Wayward Scribbles reached the milestone of 500+ followers last month and I thought why not celebrate it!

    So, I’m very excited to personally invite you to my blog party(23 May, 2018), since you’re one of those amazing blogger who chose to follow my blog and I would love to show my gratitude!

    See you at the party!
    Nathi

  2. Wow…This is breathtaking in it’s simple philosophy, and it’s rich with metaphors. It’s one of those I wish I’d done m,yself ‘cos I write often about life/death and catching moments.
    I love it all but my best:
    “…I’d relive the pain of yesterday,
    the throb of today and the
    scars of tomorrow
    because life’s a gift,….”
    Bravo!

    1. Thank you so much Vivian. I like that you liked that particular portion. I’m hardwired to think like that and I won’t really change a thing. Thank you again for your kind words.

  3. Wow!!!!
    You ARE a free man.
    Same with me. There are lots of scars by they are mine, and they have shaped me into who I am today.
    The one thing I’d erase, though, the war. To quote my darling Adrian Mitchell: (I wish) there (was) will be no more, no more, no more war.

    1. Thank you very much Bojana. I never looked at it as freedom, but your comment has given me much to think about. War is sadly a part of this world as much as peace is, just like evil is as much as good is. We live in a fractured world but that doesn’t mean we can’t make a difference. That’s a beautiful quote though. Thank you for sharing it with me.

  4. This is a wonderful poem, Nitin. It views life as a gift and not as a problem. Maritain – the French philosopher – said that so often we view life/people as problems that need solutions. But we’re not problems to be solved, but mysteries to be pondered. I often think of that when I read your stuff. (And incidentally, you’ve used the word “Scrimshaw” twice in one week!! I notice it because it is in fact legally my surname.)

    1. Thank you very much Bruce. And that’s a wonderful way of looking at things. We are mysteries and that gives both us and life a charm. Scrimshaw! Your surname? Bruce Scrimshaw Goodman? Really? Or are you just messing with me? It’s a nice surname though. It’s very unique.

      1. My father’s parents were not married when he was born in 1911, so he was registered (as was the law) under his mother’s name – so technically he was a Scrimshaw because that was the surname he and his brothers and sisters were registered as!

    1. Thank you so much Tara. Your words never fail to encourage me. Seeing you fight gives me the strength to do it too. Thanks again my friend both for your kind words and your spirit.

  5. Beautifully expressed for its great imagery and emotional intensity. A chant to life with its ebbs and flows. A powerful message that says simply live and enjoy the little pleasures no matter how much pain and scars. Loved it!

    1. Thank you so much. That’s exactly what I wanted to convey. Life is worth it despite all the trial and tribulation. And regarding your question on Enoch, yes, I was referring to the Biblical Enoch. He didn’t experience death, but I just thought I’d add a slight twist on the ‘taken away’ part and make it about the ephemerality of life. I always enjoy our discussions. Thank you again.

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