Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Scribbled in madness.....

I had penned this poem way back in 2008 in Kolkata.Just felt like sharing something that is not serious and straight from the heart.

LONELY SOUL

Every night when I gaze at the stars,
to forget the pain, to erase the scars.
Amidst the innumerable stars in the sky,
I am so lonely, I don’t know why.


I wonder had you been there with me,
to feel the pain of love deep inside me.
Together we shall go to the moon,
if only you come to me a bit too soon.


I am so lonely without you in this world,
you mean more to me than diamond and gold.
When I remember the days we spent together,
heart fills up with sorrow, pain becomes the murderer.


Tried everything to get out of this trauma,
strange I am, strange is your love’s enigma.
Days come and pass by, so do the seasons,
for me it’s all the same evening of broken aspirations.


Season of broken dreams and dead ambitions,
shattered by my destiny, I am sans emotions.
You left me lonely in the middle of the deep blue sea,
neither can I see the shore nor the way ahead of me.


The storm stole you from me all of a sudden,
I tried to find you, but it was all in vain.
You were no more there; there were only your memories,
None could ever feel what was in my moist eyes.


Lonely I am, lonely I shall be till I find you,
You are my final destination; I shall one day reach you.
I am walking in the empty streets searching for you,
in the boulevard of my broken dreams, I am lonely without you.

I feel desolate in the crowd, forsaken sitting alone,
I am so lonely even ages after you have gone.
Your memories are this mad man’s last resort,
every moment passing by is cutting this journey short.


Pain now feels good; I have joined hands with it,
it’s the gift of your love, I shall always preserve it.
Is there any cure for my illness or is my illness the cure?
loneliness shall be my best friend one day for sure.


You have forgotten me; my memories have deserted you,
I am still sitting at that park bench waiting for you.
Years may have passed by, in this excruciating journey,
I can still feel your head on my right shoulder honey!



4 comments:

  1. Don't worry she will come back
    Anyways good work...

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  2. Thanks for ur appreciation. I guess there is nobody in my life to come back now....

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  3. Too good ra...May be u can publish a book with all the poetry :-))

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  4. Thanks.Will surely give that a serious thought...

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