Tag Archives: Loneliness

Truth Be Told

There is always this hope,
the light at the end of tunnel,
but our hope is in the cave,
the never ending darkness,
the never ending peace.
From a distance it all seems chaotic,
the dark cave and a solitary life,
but come in closer and you see,
a name, an address, Mr X lives here,
and a shot down aurora that resides,
when the sky is clear in the mild winter,
if hell is living in the lava below the earth,
the heaven is not something opposite,
living in the cave, it’ll break you apart,
but will also give hope for a tomorrow,
which is glorious yet obvious.

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The Split

                                                  THE SPLIT TRILOGY
 
                                               PART 1: AND THEY SPLIT
                                                                 HE
His world was colliding while he chased her with saddened eyes
He knew he lost her love, but one desperate attempt to revive emotions
He called out her name and there she stood in still waiting for him to speak
And he out of all normal questions asked her “Where are you going”?
 
He saw her eyes moist with a trace of tear in her eyes and sadness in speech
She said that the place where she goes now entirely depends on him now
A minute of silence enveloped around them while he thought of possible answers
And then he saw her opening the door in sadness and departing from their home
 
Like a desperate child he came running to her for one final talk before they split
He heard only anger in her voice when she yelled back at him, “WHAT”?
In moment confusion he replied back with the obvious answer “You Know”
And he heard a reply he feared would signal the end of talk “No, I Don’t”
 
He slept alone that night in a house the two of them called their own
He opened his eyes unable to sleep and looked to her picture on his left
Million memories danced in front of him when he touched her framed picture
And in that moment of sadness he threw her picture away trying to forget her
 
He thought of those unwritten letters he should have written to make her smile
He slept that night where she came in his dream and they danced together again
He woke up next morning and he stared at the empty bed on his right
He was alone, sad and dejected with a regret of losing the only one he loved.
                                                                    **
                                                                 SHE  
She hurried through the steps in anger for she knew she was broken apart
She wanted to leave this house but she wished he would make one attempt 
She heard her name and turned around with hope that everything will be alright
And she heard the insane question anybody could ask, “Where are you going”?
 
She saw him breathing heavily as if he ran a thousand steps just to ask this
He stood there waiting for her answer to which she said “Its up to you”
A minute of silence enveloped around them while she waited for the answer
She began to walk away knowing this time for sure that she is not coming back.
 
She braved the winter cold walking hiding her tears only to control herself
She saw him hurriedly running towards her and she yelled in anger “WHAT”?
She waited again for him to speak anything at all  to which he said “You Know”
And the only possible answer she could have said only to ignore was “No, I Don’t”
 
She slept alone that night in her house long forsaken to move in with her love
She opened her eyes unable to sleep and looked to his picture on her right
Million emotions tried to capture her heart when she touched his frame picture
And in that moment of anger she threw his picture away trying to forget him.
 
 She thought innumerable sufferings her heart bore to make him happy
She slept that night where he came in her dream and they danced together again
She woke up next morning and she stared at the empty bed on her left
She was alone, sad and angry for she gave all her heart and lost.   
 
 
                                   PART 2: WHILE THEY SPLIT…
                                                                HE
The sun was high, waiting for my dream to end
A dreamland where words rest and memories play.
The dream was dark yet her image in it was bright
Glowing with the imagination of her dark sultry memories
 
Embedded deep into the darkest corner of my heart
was a memory beating hard and keeping me alive
Turning the burnt pages of my past was a present
which would strangely be my most haunting memory ever
 
Lets sail to the end of the sea O love for the last time
Holding hands, exchanging hugs and kissing wild
Lets burn the worldly desires in the earth so deep
and freeze in the coldness of the love that shattered it.
 
The Sun is high, the dream is empty and my sleep is over
lying in my room throughout that harsh month of loneliness
her fragrance is everywhere embedded deep into my soul
How I wish I erased an entire tale of those memories within me.
 
A month has gone and those two glass of wine lies in dust
A tale has finished and the memories of it can’t be deleted
She left me only to never return to the place we called our own
And I followed her on a solitary journey to the lands of unknown.
                                                                  ***
                                                                SHE
Lonely nights are often spent in company of memories
The time gone has welted my heart from red to grey
Unable to believe it was a lie when he said He’d love forever
Penitence Of broken promises that never should have been made
 
Those false words cuts more deeper than a knife would
It produces an ache so deep that you cant reach
Your love was like a sad song, which I will take to my grave
I am searching for peace, which is too hard to find.
 
The storm that’s unsettled blows sands of sorrow into my eye
With a desperate attempt to make me cry, I close my eyes
I now pray for the rain that would hide all traces of pain
And wait for this storm to pass to carry all memories along
 
I used to say cute words but now I weigh each of my word
This depression is a parasite, which eats away my consciousness
For how deep I bury myself, there is no cure by alcohol
I fill those silent places with music now and lit candles for company
 
A month has gone and now this heart is sync with the snow outside
A tale has ended and there is a little hope that I would live again
I still dreams of going to the place we called our own
And there is hope that I would see him again in the land of snow.
 
 
                                     PART 3: WHEN THEY MET
                                                                  HE
 Beating the cold winds from the snows of distant mountains
I visualised the sun peeping and shining on those peaks
And there will be warmth even when coldness stays there
I run to catch that final train where I’ll see her again
 
I know I have crossed the wrong bridges and wrong paths
And I have never been happy to be wrong in my life
For the times and troubles have taken us on a ride
Where our hearts were tired and exhausted to run again
 
Tears drop down as I stare at the blank pages of book
As here I was travelling to her home to win her back
She broke my heart but her love still fills my soul
Teaching me only to love again and never to break her.
 
Leafless pine trees are covered with a blanket of white snow
There’s a sparkle in my eye and a smile which I cannot hide
I raise my hands to knock on that door where you reside
As you open the door there is a silence mocking us both.
 
The storm in my mind is silent now when I see her after long time
I say to her “Lets forget the indifferences and become US again”
She still has that little tear in a corner of her eye while she nods
The bridge that he built is now burnt for she has crossed into her life
 
We embrace our love and as I ask her “Are you hurt”?
She replies with a smile “There’s nothing a kiss cant fix”
The touch of your lips is heaven, moment frozen in time forever
I am captured in your embrace, your eyes captures my soul.
 
 
                                                                 ***
                                                               SHE
Solitary has captured me, slaved me with chains of pain
Love in me is lost, like a sun in the middle of dark clouds
Today I wish that I can see him for one time, one last time
To make him understand that life is a pain without love.
 
The leaves have withered from trees, like happiness from my life
And yet I know they will blossom again, like love in my life
The coldness is cruel and so is the life for taking love away
And summers shall bring back life to the trees and I shall wait.
 
You should have come earlier, you should have come soon
What is stopping you to come running to me to win me back again
I am broken here, each part of my flesh waiting for your touch
This separation kills me and I know it was a mistake running away.
 
Today the sun is high and there is a warmness in the snow 
The valley is sparkling with happiness of the chirping birds
There’s a knock and I can only be sure that you it would be
And a stunning silence engulfs around me when I see you.
 
Pools of joy fills my eyes, tears stream as I welcomes him
He says “Lets forget the indifferences and become US again”
Like he has broken into my mind and stole the question
With a tear in the corner of my eye I frantically nods in happiness.
 
Just when I thought the love is gone he came again
As one last flimsy thread was drawn, hope has found its way back
Love that has eluded me more and more 
had alas flew back into my life yet again with happiness.
 

The Sailor

On the heavenly waters, sailed a ship through scintillating waves
Its captain devoid of worries of the world sailed into the magical waters
He knew nothing of land, but the black water he called his own
The Sailor wanted to touch the mystical land and smell its fragrance.
 
He remembers his loving wife, who offered him a golden liquid like honey
He remembers its bitter taste and her soft touch that resurrects his soul
He remembers the feeling of being lost in her arms, fearless and alone
He sails with love in his heart and her image in his mind to mystical lands.
 
He just closed the eyes and welcomed the silence engulfing around him
He closed his eyes to feel the emptiness and purity surrounding him.
He wanted to touch the tip of the ocean and fall into its comfortable abyss
He sailed on a dark starless night and spoke like a god’s soft whisper.
 
As the course of the ship continues, he watches a late summer’s dawn
The sun comes out of the dark clouds in its own slow speed and smoothness
Shifting up from horizon, it kisses the mountainside of an island with fire
The sailor watches in beauty and stirs his thoughts to its happiness
 
He completes his mundane activities of ship and steers it into deep waters
Each drop of water like a deceiver of his thoughts lingering in emptiness
Kisses his ears with dark whispers approaching yet another open silence
He drinks his wine to  melt away in thoughts  like the waters of his ocean
 
The long journey has now kept him waiting in the thoughts of his love
She awaits him with a promise of a long hug and an even bigger kiss
She wants the ocean to announce his early arrival into the lands of his own
She watches the dark clouds over the ocean with thunder blazing in anger   
 
The sailor touched the thunder and tasted the water with his lips in awe
Lost in the night he listened to the magical heartbeat of an angry ocean wave
He felt the benevolent wind caress and kiss his cheek with calmness and love
There was a beautiful angel of the sea who guided his ship out from the storm
 
The sailor now steers his ship to the place he knows he is welcomed
The ship comes back victoriously from a fearful trip with hearts won
For the sailor will go back once again to the lonely sea and the open sky
And all he would wish again is a tall ship and a compass to sail away.

*For some time now there was an image of a sailor constantly teasing my mind and this post is just an attempt to wrap up the imaginative image with words to fit in. For today and everyday I wish the imagination never dies. It will just live on now. Forever…*


That Silent Song

The nights were dark, yet a ray of hope lit my lamp of imagination
The days were short, yet the suffering was longer in my narration
The evenings were cold, yet I craved for warmth of love after negation
My life was a wreck, my work devoid of any recognition from my friends.
 
 
I influenced from the poets of the fall who wrote sonnets on love & purity
I understood from the painters of the past who painted with intensity
I meditated on the preaching’s of the saints who practiced virtue & sanctity
My inspiration has risen, from great men whose words define their sanity.
 
 
Under the dark depths of my soul was laid, an inception of a silent song
A song, which required the sense of a loner and an art I learnt to Understand.
Take me away to a lush green forests or an open field to sing a lullaby
Where there be no human but green trees and silent valley to listen to it.
 
 
I stand there at the vertex of nature like a preacher passing all my learning’s
I stand there and wait, for the nature to applause with an embrace of cold air
The cold innocent fresh air announcing in high the joy my song brought them
I am thankful O nature, for you understood what my friends could never.
 
 
The poet in me thanks the nature for being the biggest reason for elation
The Painter in me thanks the nature for being the canvas of my revelation
The preacher in me thanks the nature for being the true source of inspiration
My soul thanks the nature for bringing a sense of comfort to its restlessness.

Memories

Haunting Loneliness and those Killing Memories

Haunting Loneliness and those Killing Memories

The sun was high, waiting for my dream to end
A dreamland where words rest and memories play.
The dream was dark yet her image in it was bright
Glowing with the imagination of her dark sultry memories
 
Embedded deep into the darkest corner of my heart
was a memory beating hard and keeping me alive
Turning the burnt pages of my past was a present
which would strangely be my most haunting memory ever
 
Lets sail to the end of the sea O love for the last time
Holding hands, exchanging hugs and kissing wild
Lets burn the worldly desires in the earth so deep
and freeze in the coldness of the love that shattered it.
 
The Sun is high, the dream is empty and my sleep is over
lying in my room throughout that harsh month of loneliness
her fragrance is everywhere embedded deep into my soul
How I wish I erased an entire tale of those memories within me.
 
A month has gone and those two glass of wine lies in dust
A tale has finished and the memories of it can’t be deleted
She left me only to never return to the place we called our own
And I followed her on a solitary journey to the lands of unknown.