A letter to Sebastian

Sebastian…       

 Sebastian…my friend.

Do you hear it? …      

Do you hear it at all, Sebastian.

The night that was stripped apart.

The night that ravaged and torned apart.

Can you remember it?

Can you remember it at all, my dear old friend?

Can you recall the moment of the treachery,

the forever that faulters in deep symmetry to the heart.

The one that embedded your infinite sorrow and joy.

If you remember at all.

If you do indeed remember it at all,

Sebastian it was such thing as love my dearly one.

Yes,

it was such thing as love.

And that’s all it took my foe.

That’s all it took in your infinite wheel of crystal maze.

The thin white papers of signs.

Ah the indulgence of spontaneous voyage.

We will remember your forsaken heart.

For the time being,

it will be the last time of our physical pilgrimage.

The writings on skin of lamb have been discovered

and found my old friend.

The scripts along side with scattered bones and red dirt decayed over time

 And time again

in coyness.

And I Saw it, my friend. 

And We saw the lost ones.

We stood and watched for hours and hours.

Days and nights.

Reminded of us hence imprinted the forever love that we

cherished in awe every single day and nights.

Yes.

And we did reside.

Yes.

We did saw the plan.

The plan that tells the story of the old ones.

The enchanted crystal tears dropping  

on the dry messed up red plain.

And now,

and then for now,

Listen!  Sebastian.

Listen..

..carefully once again..

with all your love of heart and heart.

Listen very carefully.

….

Do you hear it?

…..

 

Do you hear the becoming?

Tell me as it is Sebastian.

Please, tell me like an old friend that you once were.

Tell me like you used to in remembrance of moon lit shadow.

Listen and tell the truth, the truth the only truth

of the foretold.

The forever awe and joy that glorifies.

Now, as this night starts,

As if this night embraces all,

We will be waiting in silence once again.

For you Sebastian.

Waiting for you, you b*****d Sebastian

for the night is anxious like waterfall hidden by

mass of constructed marbles.

And Now Sebastian,

the torch has been lit.

It has been lit as it desired.

And all you have to do is…

And all you have to do is Sebastian..

Is

..just

Just ….smile Sebastian .

My boy ..my soul..my good friend.

 

Just smile like you used to dear old Sebastian.

Smile that makes it all.

The agenda of pure and immaculate.

And as we leave..tonight boy

this alive self will indeed begin,

and your smile

will fill us with joy Sebastian.

A joy for change my dear Sebastian.

You do understand don’t you my foe.

Indeed the void,

And forever and ever,

Forever and ever,

We will finally … 

That’s what I said,

And Yes Finally..Indeed

Will and forever will ..be.

Author's Note

It is rather poem but prefered to show it as if it was screenplay..
just abstract imaginations about dream/reality.
Not to be too pointed but just vague and ....interesting I hope.
I have lot of imaginations...i guess..
Thank You for reading..^^