The first fall ....

We used to pretend
on every pretense ….
used to … of usual suspects ….
Through the wicker rocker roads
traveled … balanced ….
svelte miles ….
Before long …. we fell …
we fell badly along,
When realization of clouds
struck thunder benign
dignified silence preceded aligned,
In the driblet of feel …
enticed ... we held our breath
proceeded further …. a step a time,
Now waiting …..
oh! so long ….
unbearable silence
annihilating mind ….
No pretext required non so pretense
Lets shout once
Let it resonate
Let it hear ...
beyond those hills that lay …
at every corner around
Let it echo …..
Let it echo ….
with our solemn vows ...
harmonised today ...