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| You Granny and Time Travel-The Sequel |
There's no more stories,I have realised all fables and tales,
Have come a long way,have gown old enough to see how legends fail.
All those stories of yours,heroics and changing characteristics
It's all fading away,it's been too long,the thing between us,there's no statistics.
Well,I remember those glory days,my favourite story days
Granny,me and how she used to bring you there,on her stage.
You killed the devil,you fought the evil,and for everything you stood for
I loved it,the ride,with you and Granny,wanted it forever and more.
But,years later,time has got better off me
I have grown old,Granny older,me away from Granny.
She is falling sick,talking less,living life like a mess
And your stories are gone !!! Even if I stress...
She is just happy to see me ok,big guy,earning money
I don't give a damn,I want her back my old Granny,my sweet honey
Can you do it,that thing,your thing,can you make her travel back
Back to past,to let it last,last longer,without any blocks and checks.
Back to Granny's Courtyard,to the humming birds and paper cards,
To her lap,and thousand stories,add some more,just to fill the gap.
People saying she will be gone sooner I think,I'm a broke man....life's on the brink
She made us meet each other,she is the string,else we are the two ends of a line,there's no ring.
She made me believe on you,that exist
But,since then,I have grown up,now almost an atheist.
So what do you say,it's your game now
Take me back,bring her back,promise me! take a vow!
This somehow pushes the silent thoughts of angst, regret and retreat. The post in its depiction of calling out for the phenomenon of bringing someone back is so loud in the second para that it brings along supporting scenes from childhood glory to rationalise its demand.
ReplyDeleteThe blame becomes bigger in the subsequent paragraphs with still no assurance from the mysterious voice on the other side. This signals the continuation of the cry.
"I've grown old enough to see legends fail" - This line defies literary gravity,it rises above mere prose or poetry.
P.s. It somehow reminds me of The dark knight returns by frank miller. Old enough.
We always in our Consciousness/Subconsciousness try to preserve things that matter most to us. In this post we did try to delve deep and justify our cry against time. Which in a way may seem absurd to many. But the memories always come back to us. And in some cases they stay just the way they are and seem Immortal.But time always gets the better of all of us as you said. And this case was no different...
DeleteAnd yes "old enough" was something inspiring indeed !! Its only when we know what we seek for that we become a legend.
Thanks for the words buddy. Do keep coming back.