My World

A brief description of some of the assumptions that I take when it comes to writing, thinking or living.These are the moments which make me feel worthy of this existense of mine, help me in sensing life. Who says time can not be seen or felt? I feel it and i sense it through these pieces which help me restore myself in this ugly process of quantification.

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Clouds of Trihund

again, here I am
two steps from sensing life
four years have gone by
still, i know
they would be there
yes i know;
how desperately i seek,
their touch
those melting dew drops
they carry that make you numb,
                                   listless!
i cross over and there
just behind husky shadows
wafting along
   in this faceless sky
singing along
   same old song
unconditional embraces
stolen kisses
warmth,
  like mother's love

nothing has changed
static in me resonating
again n again

we stroll senselessly
here and there
not a word between us
humming tchaikovsky
we spend countless hours
measuring heartbeats
that 'absolute peace'
filling every moment!

nothing has changed
static in me resonating
again n again

i open up
to see the full moon
nudging them to move on;
colors... of my solitude
slowly fading away
oh lord, why so fast..
let me be for a while
nothingness yet not settled in
my soul still needs to
feel the vacuum
not so fast, my lord!


and its wrap up time
yes i know
they seek,
  not this empty me
yeah,
 not this empty me...
they need to be at peace
they need to make love 
     to snow capped peaks
yeah
 not this empty me!

as we drift away
they look back 
one last time;
my unapproving eyes
still;
 searching for meaning
 in this separation!
they get annoyed
n as a parting gift...
   spread their smile
   on the cheeks
   of their child 
   making me and my silence 
Complete!