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Posted in By Eon Heath 7 comments

It was a winter evening, the sun had set early. It felt almost like night. But no, it wasn’t night yet. For, the moon was nowhere in the horizon. And without the moon, the night was never complete.
She stared at the moonless sky. In the night’s emptiness, she could feel the hollow inside her own self. It had been sometime since she wrote anything. But the words in her mind, she wanted to pen them this time.

I have lost myself,
Help me find me…

The emptiness hit her again. She thought of the days when words were her muse, she could weave them like magic. Words would dance to her tune. Now, as if all that was dear to her was taken away. Yes, may be that was her emptiness. The void, created by absence. But absence of what?

The reflection, it stares back,
Questions, “who are you?”
“What have you turned into?”

Her train of thoughts moved ahead. She sought some reason, a reason for her pain. A reason for her loneliness, the void, the emptiness.

Everything is falling apart,
But I can’t find the pieces…

She longed for that peace again. She longed, for that shoulder, for those arms that would comfort her. Tell her that its ok, everything will be ok. She longed for that void to be filled again.

Whom to hold to?
Wrecked, I am left…

She saw it then. The moon, it was full. The darkness seem to recede, the emptiness was gone. And at that moment she knew. He was always around, he never really left. In the shadows, he was waiting. All she had to do was, call out to him.


P.s.- The verses aren't mine. Someone asked me to post it on their behalf. i thought of putting their name on it, but then, i feel it is better this way.

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Remember me...

Posted in By Eon Heath 4 comments

I live in distant lands,
I may not write for ends,
There may pass days,
Without a trace…

Just, when you think of me,
I not saying always,
Smile for the memories,
And all that it could ever be…

It may be a while,
Before I return,
I think of you, and us,
Only, I may never come…

Those stars will be same,
In those nights, see me
Talk to me, call my name,
The silence, whispers to me…

Live on, live your dreams
Carry on and be at peace
When you feel alone
Just put up a smile
I live in you,
Remember me…

-Eon Heath

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Haunted Hearts...

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His eyes melted at her sight,
her coldness was so like his...
In her fierce love his heart burned,
dark love, even nights were bright…

Together they wandered the heights,
till she parted with words unsaid,
“I am him and he is me”
but all he heard was,
“we can never be...”

Anger is where fire burns...
a passion, now consumed by hate.
Wet winters never flickered his rage,
vowed to claim what was his always.
Even death couldn’t part her soul,
and in his wait, she wandered the moors...

Till the summers faded
and the cold winds blew,
that night his heart bled true.
A knock and a voice frail,
“let me in”
was all she said…

- Eon Heath

P.s.- This was long over due. Dedicated to you. Wuthering Heights.

Image courtesy: Pan Books 1967 edition.

The Shepherd

Posted in By Eon Heath 6 comments

Far beyond this land,
tales of joy, was heard and sung…
and with the choir,
all their sorrows were shun…

Merry were the folks,
as the men toiled in farms
the women worked the pans
and the childs’ lessons were taught…

Along came a shepherd
the eyes followed his foot,
for they never knew a shepherd,
who tended no sheep to root…

Flocked by curious mouth,
as he laid by the tree
the village square was full,
gathering of intrigued beings…

One dared bid him to words,
“O man, have you lost your sheep?”
a gentle smile on his eyes,
He said,”I but tend to two legged beasts”

Bewildered, they sought,
“Where are such beasts you seek,
for never in our land,
has a soul spot such leech!!”

“For what the mirror shows
is all but a scarless face,
seek whats inside
and the beast would show its trace.”

Shuddered the people of the town,
for fear is from that’s unknown
sought the ways to cleanse,
of hearts from beasts foretold...

Shepherd, was the devil
for he planted the seeds of doubt…
in their fearful heart,
now all the joys were lost…

- Eon Heath

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Your song...

Posted in By Eon Heath 6 comments

A fragrance of tranquility,
A few words of comfort
Life becomes bliss
When your arms wrap you around me…

Times over and again,
The paths threatened to part
Me of your smile,
Like a heart, ripped off the soul…

But the demons do pass,
As my heart knows our song,
Like you know my calling
Today, and of forever that will be…

As each morning that rises
With promises of plenty
Beyond the horizon,
We are one for eternity…

-Eon Heath

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Blank Verses...

Posted in By Eon Heath 6 comments

The pages are blank,
as they reflect my thoughts
the ink goes dry
whilst I ponder to write…

Failing to relate
to the emptiness inside,
staring at nothing
those feelings have died…

Reminiscing the words
ever that I said,
and rekindling the dreams,
the ones  we shared…

When pain lingered,
I thought of your love
and when loneliness engulfed,
I thought of your touch…

But the pages are still blank
and my hands remain still,
the breeze blows the pages,
as my mind wanders at will…

-Eon Heath

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