A Tribute to Pink Floyd

Waiting for you with paranoid eyes,
lost for words in the course of life,
Like a brain damaged lunatic, with something more than just that young lust in my mind,
still filled with high hopes for the happiest days of my life,
all the time I wished you were near; all the time I wished you were here.

With any colour you like, I wanted you to colour me,
spending all the time & money that I had,
with sorrow in my mind I ran like hell.
Marooned was I, poles apart were we.
I even thought of saying goodbye to the cruel world,
The thin ice was melting day by day.
Before I, finally, stopped the useless chase
where I could find no love, no trust & no signs of life.

Trying to re-build the wall,
was the given task.
Starting to breathe fresh again,
was a difficult ask.
The empty spaces in the wall occasionally questioned,
‘What would be outside the wall?’
But firm was I, I`ll be once again learning to fly.

I knew the show must go on.
It was not the end & was time for
"Killing the past & coming back to life"
Then came the great day of freedom;
the day when it was the hero’s return!

writing the epilogue as an advisory note,
don’t bother about such tiny things,
life`s a saucerful of secrets,
explore it, enjoy it!
If you wish, nothing can turn it gray;
Booze, rock, Pink Floyd
& of course, have a cigar everyday!

- Mihir Chitre
mihirmumbaikar@gmail.com

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