Fictitious friction!

Sand embraced your velvet feet,
as you lifted your wriggly skirt.
Wave by wave, you cut, to enter the ocean,
like glitters on a colorful sheet.
There was a time when we were all greased up,
and now all that there is, is friction.

Sticking lips on the remains of your lipstick,
coffee never tasted so brewed ever before.
Like a fireplace concealed with in me,
winters never seemed to matter anymore.
There was a time when we were all greased up,
and now all that there is, is friction.

You stood by the pavement, while I parked the car,
gazing with an assuring smile, as I rolled up the glass.
And now there is no glow, just a few lights surround,
with a diminishing warmth, a cold seat, I drive around.
There was a time when we were all greased up,
and now all that there is, is friction.

We sought each others' attentions,
with gestures frivolous, garish actions,
exchanging glances in a crowd of thousands,
eyes stuck like magnets, creating their own lines of sight.
Polarity's reversed, friends reckon,
three feet of distance or one street across; ignorance's dawned,
There was a time when we were all greased up,
and now all that there is, is friction.

Sitting on a couch for one, with a bottle of wine,
sipping to eternity, raising toasts to cloud nine.
going red, beating thud, smiling to your name,
engulfed in a sound of whispers, both, silly and lame.
There was a time when we were all greased up,
and now all that there is, is friction.

I hope my words still ring like a melody in your head,
that my absence reminds you of the dreams that we bred.
Do you turn around in sleep to hear things long unspoken?
Tell me that you smile and cry in a moment of two emotions.
There was a time when we were all greased up,
and now all that there is, is friction.

Now I remind myself to breathe,
to live off a breath, that was once taken.
Give a meaning to my strides,
to assert a purpose, not long back broken.
There was a time when we were all greased up,
and now all that there is, is friction.

Sharad Kanwar Raj
August 27, 2008