Stories:
They should come with a manual.
We should be warned before they begin.
And told exactly
When they will end.
Stories:
They shouldn’t catch us off guard like this.
They shouldn’t leave us floundering,
Astounded,
Hanging by the threads.
Knowing not whether they unravel
Or whether they keep weaving new strands.
Stories:
We make them,
We break them,
We flow in them,
We float.
And sometimes we soak in them
All the weariness of this world
The tiredness of the souls
And the lethargy of many half-dreamt dreams.
Stories:
They fascinate us,
They terrify us.
Stories:
They lure us,
They seduce us,
They gnaw at us.
Stories, stories, stories!
Take away the stories!!!!
No! No! Don’t listen to me!
Give them back!
Please?
Stories:
Give me those bitter-sweet stories
Let me live in them
Let me get lost in them
Forever.
By Prionka Ray ©
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