Fragile

A bubble tense
Encompassing you and me
Beyond which only
A certain haze we see
Comfortable here
In these moments priceless
The shadows of reality
Though on its walls may press
Threatening its existence
With the tiniest prick
Like a gust of wind
Blowing over a meek wick
Letting the world outside
Remain indistinct, blurry
Restricting ourselves to comprehend
Only what we wish to see

Facade

The glimmer of a promise
In those bottomless eyes
A practised deception
To conceal blatant lies
An assurance
In the veiled smile
That’d fade away
Before the end of the mile
A tingling warmth
In the gentle touch
With time which may
Not amount to much
Words uttered
But never meant
The fabric of trust
With an irreparable rent

The only remnants
A tangled mess
The pain soon soothed
By a subsequent numbness

Speed

Life seems like a
Fast moving train
Sometimes, I let my hand out
To feel the pouring rain
A merry go round
Blurring my vision
Yet my thoughts taking shape
With alarming precision
A free fall
From a mountain high
Scared of hitting the ground
Yet wanting to, peacefully lie

Longing

A yearning

Overwhelmingly strong

Languishing

As for your presence I long

 

An ache

Benumbing my senses

Losing grip on time

Merging are all tenses

 

An agonizing

Distance, growing slowly

A desire to follow

Where hints of your shadow be

 

Yet this

Bittersweet anguish

Strangely, but truly

Sets me free

 

Stay

Stay awhile here
Calm my fears
Hold my hand
As uncertainly I stand
Lost, more than before
Shaken, to my very core
Tomorrow again
I may become sane
Alone and independent
Deal with the impending dents
Walk upright, in need of no one
Shying away, before I can burn
Curling defensively, to not get hurt
Bottling in, what I should assert

Yes tomorrow, I’ll be myself again
Numb to all the pain
But today, I want to lean
Be free of who I’ve been
So hold my hand and stay here, a while
Walk with me just through this one mile

Death

Living in its fear

With heads, humbly bowed

Dreading the subsequent instant

Where all your breaths could be spent

But for a restricted few

No changes can it bring

A perpetual, mind numbing pain

Life from them, already drained

A survival colder

Than it threatens to bring

One you may only thaw

With your icy claw

A soulless existence

A meaningless consciousness

Death, what is your identity?

You cannot destroy, what could never be

Tarnished

I watch you from afar
In a hazy night
Among others
A distinctly bright star

I admire your ways
As I gingerly tread
On the road leading to you
Beyond the horizon, where my heart lays

Drawn by an intangible force
Progressively increasing
My deliberated pace
As I get pulled towards its source

Alas, as I come close I see
My eyes focussing on
A picture tainted by
The shadows surrounding me

I retreat, walking back
Yet the sullied memory
Of your true visage, prevails
Because I seek,what you seem to lack.