"That is why I write- to try to turn sadness into longing and solitude into remembrance"
-Paulo Coelho

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Emo-quake

Miserable, lonely, vulnerable, failure-struck…the dark clouds of unhappiness circle my world today!

It’s like that winter day when sun doesn’t shine,

It’s like that darkest night, to walk a plain even I need to fight,

Day in day long there is no sign of rain, which has the power to settle a little, if not all the pain!

Bewildering, alarming abstractions forcing me to think where I went wrong?

I trod a path to get to nothing but a hail storm?

Stilled mind, life without a dream

Frozen senses, body without soul!

Howl, growl, I cry my eyes out,

Basing the toddler’s mind, signaling somebody to hold me tight,

Gasped, choked as no eyes caught my sight,

Blurred vision but those tears could still picture one face very bright,

A visage so attractive, an elixir for my life,

Ah! Peculiar, uncanny feeling draining my mind

Visions of past bought forward again.

Alas! an irony, the fondest memoirs inflicting incurable pain

Unbearable yearning, persistent longing

Where are you?

You who taught me the meaning of love?

You who made me so close to perfection?

Something so pure!

Your mere sight, my heart skipped a beat

Your gentle touch clutched the power to heal all malign effects.

An antidote!

No distance could rip us apart

Even death dint hold a chance.

So magical!

My heart bleeds coz I find you no more, you’re here no more.

Till now I thought it’s a mystery I need to resolve.

Not until now I realize that it was just a gimmicky played on me.

They say those tears have the power to heal your pain!

For me the fact dint hold the same.

The moist air I exhaled rose above and fell upon me as thunderstorm,

The current flowing trapped me in an eddy.

Miserable, lonely, vulnerable, failure-struck…the dark clouds of unhappiness circle my world today!