to look at the moon
on full-moon nights
to feel the dark
on no-moon ones
remember?
we used to go to a place
in the shade of pines
remember
do you?
birds flew past
they recognized us
the air had unknown smells
under the stars
we used to sit
and tease and talk
kiss
remember
do you?
now they're craning that earth out
and making a building there
in our place
where we'll never be
ever again
those smells
are now lost love,
lost love
there isn't dark
no pines
the moon's gone too
and so are we
that place has forgotten us
just like
you've forgotten me
darlin darlin
everything's over
over
now it's no more us
just me
only me
until i can't
hold my breath
sans you
everyday
i see that building come up
i try to thrust this belief into me
that you're no more
but can't
and
no verse
can even begin to convey,
to say
how much
i miss you
and want you
so much so
that i would rush back in time
to then
and
just hold on to you
darlin darlin
..
on full-moon nights
to feel the dark
on no-moon ones
remember?
we used to go to a place
in the shade of pines
remember
do you?
birds flew past
they recognized us
the air had unknown smells
under the stars
we used to sit
and tease and talk
kiss
remember
do you?
now they're craning that earth out
and making a building there
in our place
where we'll never be
ever again
those smells
are now lost love,
lost love
there isn't dark
no pines
the moon's gone too
and so are we
that place has forgotten us
just like
you've forgotten me
darlin darlin
everything's over
over
now it's no more us
just me
only me
until i can't
hold my breath
sans you
everyday
i see that building come up
i try to thrust this belief into me
that you're no more
but can't
and
no verse
can even begin to convey,
to say
how much
i miss you
and want you
so much so
that i would rush back in time
to then
and
just hold on to you
darlin darlin
..
16 comments:
Hmmm.
Nice!
I hope he's reading, if he ever existed.
Regards
Blasphemous Aesthete
a building is a nice edifice to be placed as a homage to a beautiful relationship...
Maybe the building came up cos he was not meant to be?
V
Yeah.
BA
I do not take sarcasm as well.
Sage
No, it isn't.
Rajita
why couldn't he be, he's the only thing I am asking for!
I love the way 'darlin darlin' rings.. endearing yet melancholic..
I dont know why...but wanting anyone so much makes having him unworthy of it...
everything's over
over
now it's no more us
just me
only me
but, is it that original you..
this you is of some depth..
so depth - you..
storing him at the edge of that depth..
its a beauty..
nice deep look..
aria
I like it too, thanks
Rajita
People in love, make a mountain out of a molehill
arvind
thanks! everyone else hated it :|
*dances*
and i love your new profile picture here !
Pain is Drug hardest to give up, if not for those sojourns into the pines, how will I have known the bird sings too.
Get some Dynamites and Detonate the building ... Black is the color of the Smoke ... Black is the color of the Rose ...
Jewel
:) It goes well with this template i guess :D
Som
Black is the color of the Rose ...ohoh
wow darlin' darlin'!! Anoder of ur amazing wrks....& by d way...i m nt bein sarcastic here.....m only innocently hoping.....dat i hope he actually existed...? did he? only a figment of imagination cannot be so true...or can it?!
He did. Does.
dat IS one heck of a lucky guy. u mst owe ur blog 2 him- who stirs up such storms in ur being- which touch/shake/throttle/tear us all & go....wid ur every oder writing....
& i pity him. IF he doesn't kno the intensity of emotion he has been able to stir up - in a bold wildflower- a beautiful Oona.
new posts on mine too! waitin fr ur privileged first impressions! :D
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