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A moment of joy

Followed by infinite sadness

Finding order

In a chaotic mess

Subsequent intensities

Somehow less

Your mind left devoid

A consuming emptiness

Sounds, noise, lights

On the walls press

Disappearing suddenly

Then tranquility, nothingness.

It’s cold

Icicles forming on

Window panes

Slowly, steadily

Melting, the water flows

Freely, unchecked

Like tears would

Had they been let loose

When our insides

Are wrecked

I have it all

I am, who I’ve desired to be

Yet, it all, somehow

Feels strangely empty

 

Vacant glances

Reflecting nothing

Resounding echoes

Flying, with broken wings

 

 

It gets cold in here

Without the warmth

Of your body flowing

Ceaselessly, into me dear

 

I am barely alive

Every breath a struggle

Every thought

To conjure, I strive

 

There are people, in scores

Surrounding me

Yet for survival, I need

You, and I shall ask for no more.

 

Everything
Temporal, transient
Strong winds blow
These weak trees bent
No permanence
Mere leaves floating on this river
The steady gushing, a false comfort
As in this pale moonlight, I shiver
Ephemeral
An evanescent ray
Of sunlight escaping into
The darkness at the end of the day
 
I wish I had
That love which lasts
A slow exaggerated motion
In a blurry world, moving fast

I’ve just never
Learnt to say goodbyes
No I cannot smile
Through teary eyes

I cannot bear
The thought of losing hold
Of the warmth of your hand
Leaving me empty, bereft, cold

I cannot watch your form
Disappear into the distance
Slowly, but surely, moving away
With every passing instant

I cannot look at you
To realize
It’s the last time I’m seeing
My reflection in your eyes

I cannot watch you leave
Throwing away
All that we had
To find your own way

So forgive me
If I disappoint you
Because
You disappoint me too

I’ve just never
Learnt to say goodbye
A part of me
Still wills it to be a lie

A shard of glass
Penetrating my skin
Yet the familiar numbness
Deep within

The blood
Gushing free
Leaving behind stains
For all to see

The limp hand
The dropped knife
The only signs that
I was once alive

I part my lips
But I hear no sound
Moved to silence
My own voice drowned
Every nerve benumbed
Frozen with the frost
The fear of your departure
The aching emptiness of loss
The glistening eyes
Betraying my plea
Oblivious, moving on
What don’t you see?

Loving you, is a bittersweet heartache
There is, too much of me at stake

I’ll forget the promises, the twinkle in your eyes
I’ll even erase the scars caused by your lies
The wounds will, with time heal
My nerves again, shall harden to steel

If you and I, we’d met another day
Perhaps, I’d plead you to stay
I can’t live that dream, not yet
I wish, despairingly, we’d never met

With the dawn of a day new
Tomorrow, I will no longer love you

You are to me

The blood that rushes to my fingers
Benumbed with the cold
The warmth diffusing slowly
As your hand I tenaciously hold

You are to me

The first ray of sunlight
Filtered through the darkness
Lighting up my face
And every other dark recess

You are to me

The drops of water, cool and steady
On the desert parched for too long
The lingering smell that follows
And the childhood rain song

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