Move(d)

One of those many miniscule moments
that stood like mountains
hearing the heartbeats tick away
In unperturbed discipline,
I sat at my door masterminding traffic
of a million thoughts.
Swinging smiles as the paths crossed by,
sometimes moving pebbles, sometimes climbing peaks of shocked silence.
Moving is everything and everyone,
as I seemed to still move
but with feet in one pace at the same place.
Love, it was and I willed not to
Oh! but life's shrieks, and there I go
Mirrors of you flashing by all the while
How could you not wave a hi..
As I tread my mile in my own stride
Grateful for many down that way
Yet, not you there, for teary wishful eyes to see
Move, move, those caring screams,
moving am I, but moved still am I
In your once gentle ways that I wish still stayed.

YOU

The little silly stuff that we laugh about
Just when a whiff of worry catches my breath
Is exactly what YOU make of me.

The short walk of a mile just for those warm handshakes
Just when the cold blow touches
Is exactly what YOU make of me.

That music of the knock on my door
Just when my heart must have shut
Is exactly what YOU make of me.

That stupid dialogue so uplifting
Just when I grow morose like the face of the dead
Is exactly what YOU make of me.

The fragrance of your soul that sings
Just when I would turn dumb and deaf
Is exactly what YOU make of me.

What more than words could I
When there is nothing left in me but YOU
Your treasure trove of precious friendship..