love, unbridled

Hide from me what is the truth
my eyes can't see anymore, any of it

hanging from the edge,
hurts my fingers

even my tears are tired now
of being held back tight 

they so want to come out now,
only as those of joy

they don't understand

and for a moment,
i don't want to console either

all i crave for 
is your palm on my forehead

a warm whisper
telling me that you're here

right by me,
though you aren't

lie to me, and
i won't blame you 

cut out on my hands, new lines 
such that our fates meet, fleetingly

somehow, make it happen
get me you

get me you

let me love,
unbridled

love, unbridled
wanting nothing in return


3 comments:

Surya Prakash V said...

Hmmmm.

Ankur said...

Wow !!
The words seem to leap from the screen and stop you in gut-wrenching sorrow...
This is one of the best I have ever come across !

prateek mathur said...

"cut out on my hands, new lines
such that our fates meet, fleetingly

somehow, make it happen
get me you"

PURE GOLD..!