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To the moon and back

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Too real to be true,  Like cinematic cue. Giving, forgiving,  Dead on days, leaving nights for living..  Adamant and hesitant too, Distant yet constant, It's always me for you.. For the kind of love I always gave Is it too much to crave? 

In the Pink of Dusk

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She stood there watching the sky turn pink, Whether it was rage or diffidence she was yet to decide.  A faint star in the far horizon showed up like a wink and a smile to let the maladies hide.  Words crowded in her head like people in a busy lane, No matter how much she tried,  she failed to filter a few. Avoiding even the slightest thought insane, the nomad stood still without a clue. They told her "believe in the process!" But the process had alternate possibilities.  A familiar felony of the wretched cupids, Twisted in fate's conspiracies. What was broken could never be mended, No magical stardust came to the rescue.  Shattered beyond reason or apology,  she gave up trying to stick or sew. The white winged side kick had taken a bullet to the head, The red tailed genius sighed, exhausted,  No more argument on the heart's destiny.. It was her favorite dream screwed.  Her feet sank in the wet sand,  her hair danced in the wind, She had found...

The C Minor

The smell of new books, Washed, conditioned and sundried clothes, A view of the sea shore, some serial lights and an automatic room freshner, Home-made cake, my favourite chocolate,  Whisky smuggled in to the house in a sipper and the best noise cancelling headphones, I surrounded myself with all the things I love.. Yet the sound of a minor third broke my heart all over again.  For the millionth time, yes. Pretendable, the fool that I was..always catching feelings from the silence between cords. Helpless, I cant deny, I prayed to all the gods.. To give me reason, show me a sign,  I cant get over the madness to have 'mine'. The song ends, some tears dry and others hang off the chin.. Winter winds rush through the curtains And the ghosts in my head leave in the interim, Until the next C minor shall begin. -_-