Tossing words to and fro
Like Ping Pong balls jumping from one end to the other
Teasing, flirting, and laughing..
They take the excitement to the peak
Then comes the fatal question...
From this peak to where next?
How long can I stay at the peak..
An hour, a day, a week, a month...and thats it..my time expires!
There is a wide undiscovered sky around the peak
But am I ready to take that flight yet?
Am I looking forward to the mysterious ascent?
That I know can be as dissapointing as it looked exciting!
Or do I want to look down at a deep scary descent?
That I can take if I want to return from where I started?
Does the earlier complacent place looks tempting now?
Even after everything has changed and can never be the same again!
Slowly the newsness starts wearing off
The peak is not a very comfortable place to stay long at
It keeps poking me to either jump off back to square one
Or tempts me want to risk an unknown flight!
I look helplessly around...to share my discomfort
And get some advice.
But noone notices me...some are busy in their flights
Others parachuting back to ground zero.
I can hear the clock ticking away noisiliy in my ears
The thuds of my pulse become one with the ticks of the time
I am not ready to leave this exciting peak yet
And its not ready to compromise and let me be
We push against each others wills
Hoping to win and yet praying not to fail
How do I explain to the peak
To make room for me till eternity..