ODE TO FORGOTTEN MELODIES

They have a way

of come-and-go,

without invitation

with no warning,

those tunes

made of place and encounter

and a long time ago;

but they go

and as they go

they trip and smirk

and rush to destinations

we are not supposed to know,

but I’ve heard that they hide

in this hide-and-seek

climb and slide world of

Ludo

and Snakes and Ladders

lurk in other people’s minds

or tiptoe around

the cacophony of the latest hits. 

So fickle,

these ditties of a long ago;

so unworthy to be theme-song

of a love gone waste

or a history squandered

and yet so adept

at trumping mortality. 

[from the collection 'Stray kites on string-less days']

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