The Silhouette...

I smell your reeking fragrance,
In the thin air, cold and dry…
You glide along the winter night,
Your scepter, held bold and high…

Waiting, with patience,
Absorbing, with eyes serene…

You blessed him,
The neighborhood boy…
Just like you took her,
Away from prying eyes…

You, the dark side of god,
I pray, for your darker rewards…..



In my last post i spoke of giving up writing, but i find it hard to part ways from it. For the sole reason that you seem so close with the pen in my hand. "Words" it were, that brought us together, i guess, words it would be that would hold us forever...

Always,

Your Silhouette...

a life chosen, a lifetime gone....
that life ended, my lifelines' gone....
a crossroad, i met you,
today, a dead end, u left me....

where do i go from here,
what is left to live??
without you my love,
all my blinds are drawn...

come back to me baby,
or take me with you...
walking into the emptiness,
where no ray of light crawls...




P.s.- i shouldnt be using this "p.s." it belongs to someone else, that someone who changed me, made me....and now finally, broke me....

you brought me here, now without you, i feel lonely...friends, this is my last post here, i wouldnt be writing anymore,coz the person who was the reason i wrote and the one for whom all my posts were dedicated, has left on a long journey away from all....

i would still read all your lovely posts friends and surely would comment on them...

pls do say a prayer for her...

Regards,
Her Silhouette...

Every song,
tells a story,
Why do,
a part of me,
all of them carry...

Carrying the guilt,
Of my cowardice...
Getting heavier
By the burden
Of your promises...

Life in this misery,
Feeding on your memories...
Embraced by death,
Living in your memories...



i know am dwelling in the past...and all of my recent posts have been somehow or the other related to those memories...but, its something am gonna carry for a long time i guess, i just cant let go...at least till am in this city...

Looking through
the veil
into the emptiness..
Losing my being,
floating around
your memories…

Living each day
in my illusion,
of you walking
by my side…

The night seeps
through, like venom
in my veins, and
I long for distance,
from what’s sane…



Here i have tried to put in the state of mind i have been going through for the past many a weeks....My mind is just confused, actually its me who is confused..like always, wanted to take it out...wanted to express it what was haunting me...

This particular post is a result of a chain of thoughts running through endless days and nights…there is nothing personal in it…but the very essence is something very close to my heart…

Let me fly out in this moment,
Let me fly just one more time...
The sun is at its zenith,
The clouds give a light cover...

Its my wings anyway,
Then why wouldn’t you let me go??
Am i a slave at your peril?
Then why am i in your hold??

The sky is my home,
I sing about my freedom...
Bounded in your clutches,
Its death that you give in pieces...

O please!! do let me fly,
I am a creature of the sky...
Just once let me feel that wind,
And happily, i would let you win....

Dry are my eyes,
But cry i did...
For the pain inside,
Is too consuming...

Gathering the sharpnels,
Of your words unsaid...
Piercing my very being,
Nursing the wounds undressed...

Egos unbent, they say,
Sacrifices untold, it is...
Whats in between,
Your eyes in silence, screams...

The present, so surreal,
Yet living the ordeal...
Purpose is not what it seems,
Love, they say, survives by all means...


For most it may seem completely distorted when read in a flow, it seems as if somethings amiss here...true, it is a portrayal of something that has been inside for long...i wouldn’t elaborate much on what the whole thing means, coz then you wouldn’t be able to interpret it in your own way which i believe is the right of every reader....

Well, thanks to all of you, for you are the very reason this particular post is here...

Staring through the night,
Searching for a reason…
Holding to my heart,
Now just pieces of crimson…

Looking back,
The footprints of time…
I feel your presence,
You are still mine…

Walking the distance,
Afraid of the present…
Gone are you,
Gone are all the seasons…



Well, I had given up writing more than a year ago…the only poem I had written in the recent past was as a reply or say comment for someone elses poem. Well, I myself am not much satisfied with th efinal outcome of this, but I had to write not for anyone but for myself, had to let those emotions out…had to free myself…

Named it journey for the sole reason that, all I could do is think and think about how it was yesterday, and the train of thoughts inevitably reminding me of the present…


To you,
Your Silhouette…