Five minutes of silence .....

He woke up. It was four in the evening, on a Saturday. He blinked, looked around. The room was semi dark, with the lights from the window seeping in. He felt warm and pushed aside the silky blankets.The pillow was soft. He closed his eyes again, for a second, and then woke up in an instant. Where was he, he thought. He looked around. the room looked familiar. The chairs too.He starred at the portrait hanging in front of his eyes. It was a portrait from Mexico. He gave a sigh. He got up from the bed and walked to the balcony, drew the curtains aside and pulled the glass door away. He was now standing outside watching the dawning sun. He was in his own room.

There are times, when one forgets the time. Rick looked at the tall sky scrapers of Montevideo. Lights were blazing from some of the rooms. He stood there for sometime, thinking.

Moments later, he was sipping a lemonade, watching TV. The lemonade made him feel better. He made another one. As he sat down again, he thought about the night before. "Where was I and how the hell did I get here", he spoke out loud. He looked at himself. He was wearing a jeans and a black shirt. He tried remembering the events of last night.

Did you forget the mariposas .....

Did you forget the mariposas,
So beautiful flying around,
On a cold November night,
And our hands held tight ......

Did you forget the mariposas,
So beautiful playing above,
Like a rainbow in the sunny sky,
And we loved without a reason and a why ....

Did you forget the mariposas,
So beautiful they danced across,
On the green grass around,
And we kissed silently without a sound ....

Did your forget the mariposas,
Singing the tune of life,
Hopping from one place to the other,
And we promised to stay forever .....

Now the mariposas are gone,
So are the years bygone,
The beauty is lost in time,
And I sing a forgotten rhyme .....

Only to wonder why ?

Watched the ring,
Laying on the floor,
And heart cried in pain ....

Turned around,
Looked at the empty room,
And nobody to hold and kiss .....

The winter moon,
Mocked at me, through the
Dangling rays on the window pane .....

The coffee was cold,
Stiffed in the pot,
And the mouth turned dry .....

I stare at the sheet,
Caught in tangled heat,
And the heart becomes cold ......

Memories flashed,
Like a lightning spark,
And burned everything down .....

I pick up the ring,
And feel her touch,
Only to wonder why ?

Shifting sand dunes of the present..

Silhouette of the future.
Shifting sand dunes of the present..
Eroded rocks of the past...

A glimpse in the mirror,
A black image,
A shining from behind,
Beckoning forward ....

Daily chores, mundane life,
Moments whim,
Slow changes,
Unseen results ....

Faded memories, nostalgia,
Trying to cling,
On a bamboo stick,
Only made of fog .....

Time flies, Paid the price .......

A cold evening,
A hot capucino.

Bygone times,
Lost rhymes.

Known faces,
Unknown traces.

Roulette spins,
Who wins ?

Time flies,
Paid the price.

On the road again,
Catch the next train .....