Between Exit and Debut

Image Copyright Matheus Siqueira

By Gaurav Parab

A moment before:

Light overtakes sound

A body hits the ground

Before the lips first meet

Or a puzzle is complete

Just before an idea gets born

Or skin meets thorn

The bell poised to ring

Before snapping strings

Dark tunnels killed by a flame

Remembering an old friend’s name

Before thoughts meet words

Flight tempts sitting birds

Before making up your mind

Or crude gets refined

Thick arising from fine

Inch before the line

Before a tongue gets high

The eyes before a lie

Two swords meet

Cold embraces heat

The joy of anticipation in a moment

Before everything

A moment after:

A body hits the ground

Tangent leave a round

That hand in a jar

The last drunk leaving a bar

A string is tuned

Or a party is ruined

An idea gets killed

Half glasses get filled

A thorn touches a nerve

You get what you deserve

A candle goes out

Conviction ends doubt

An old friend calls you

An actor gets his cue

After making up your mind

Or a divorce is signed

Piston meets waiting petrol

You get to know your role

After the finish line

You see your design

After a tongue gets high

You get away with a lie

A sword meets a heart

You read a chart

Heat overcomes cold

A complex trick is told

The joy of release in a moment

after everything

Love, the thing with me

Is in moment number three

Between exit and debut

I try to live between the two

I live in the moment.

After the past, before the unknown

Welcome to your moment

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