attic

i see the rainbow
and think of the stairs 
at your house
leading to the attic.


the attic
full of your childhood and beyond
days you cried
days you smiled
days you refused to sleep
though mama sang all the lullabies.
the day you first cried
the day you first smiled
the day you first refused to sleep
the day mama sang you your first lullaby
and the day you first dreamt
...of chocolates, trains, toys and then girls
the day you had your first heartbreak
and oh yes, in between
you lost your first tooth
and cried till mama told you about tooth fairy
and also the day you
stopped believing in all fairies
(that happened in this childhood attic too, i guess)
and everything in-between
schools, college
your first smoke
your last drink
your last break up
and
all the time i had never been there
the stairs to the  attic
lead me to them.
when i see the rainbow
i think of the stairs
to the attic.
I see the birds flying to their nests
over the rainbow
i see you sitting on your desk
thinking and not thinking of me.
2/1/12

EDITED ON 4TH JAN AS:
i see the rainbow
and think of the stairs 
at your house
leading to the attic.
.....

the attic
full of your childhood and beyond...
days you cried
days you smiled
days you refused to sleep
though mama sang all the lullabies.
the day you first cried
the day you first smiled
the day you first refused to sleep
the day mama sang you your first lullaby.
and the day you first dreamt
and the day you had your first heartbreak.
and oh yes, in between
you lost your first tooth
and cried till mama told you about tooth fairy.
and also the day you
stopped believing in all fairies
(that remains stored in this attic too, i guess)
and everything in-between...
the stairs to the attic
lead me to them.

.....
when i see the rainbow
i think of the stairs
to the attic.
when i go up there
i often see you talking
to the mirror
that lies hidden behind the cobwebs
of days gone past by.

...
the cigarette burns out
the coffee gets cold
you remain talking...
i keep on climbing,
each day...