short breaths, spaced out, numbness, silence,
nonchalance, darkness, now, here, me, alone, sighs,
tears, ache, heart beat, heart beat, heart beat
it is said everything has a reason behind it. still i don't know why i let you go. and i'm yet to know why you never turned back to me again. i don't think i ever would. i don't know how much of us i have outgrown either. i am not sure if i am still waiting for you. but i don't ask questions anymore.
no more.
the lack of you, would've turned me into a rock, but it didn't. i break down oftener, inconsolably, sometimes, when i am cold and alone in dark rooms, when i don't have to pretend that i am fine, i cry
deep breaths, spaced out, solitude, smoke, cold,
the last tremolo of pain,
the last tremolo of pain,
silenced cries, forced peace, relief, the lack of you,
the lack of you, the lack of you
12 comments:
separation hurts... but you get over it... if you dont, old monk always helps... :P
I can so much relate to this. :)
That picture you put up is so haunting and disturbing..goes with the mood of the poem though
Loved the pic.... off course after the words!!!!
Separation is cool..for thats when you will get the new one!
Oh ya!
;)
cheers!
That actually gives me an idea which I really wanted..haha...
Thanks Eva!
wooow.....really well written...:)....this guy is damn lucky...ur whole blog is almost dedicated 2 him.....scha damn lucky fellow.....
Sage
Old monk as in yu ;)
Elise
Hmm.. I wish I could react to that..
Rajita
If pictures are scary, what would the life be like for real!
Mansi
Hard to love words borne out of this pain though, thanks..
Aman
Thank me then :P finding the new one..hmm..atb Dude! And oh, update me about the idea I blessed yu wit!
Amrita
Yup, see..it's hight time we all went and told him.. :P hehe thanks for reading!
well... that is for you to decide... might be the rum, too...
How beautifully this is written, and also how heartbreakingly sad this is. Your poems move me in ways you can’t even imagine.
Thanks.. Again..
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