Friday, June 22, 2012

Completely Incomplete!




Still walking down the lane for happiness and glee.
Still searching for my soul, Who is the real me?

My thoughtless mind filled with so much stress.
The torturing pain, all this agony and distress.

I still can’t find my purpose in life.
A lot has been lost, so much to revive.

My vacant empty eyes and a chaos in my mind,
Can’t hold it anymore but I still have to hide.

My vision is getting blurry and my hands are getting weak.
Some guidance from above, some sign is what I need.

I’m tired of all this fight, now I want to retreat.
There is nothing left of me, I’m completely incomplete.

Friday, June 8, 2012

What could have been..




She sat there alone on the stairs by the sea.
Gazing at the sun, searching for moments of glee.

Clutched in her hands are some moments she cherished,
Some vague memories and a love she thought will flourish.

A love which was hers.. also pure and divine,
Without which she has to learn to survive.

She travelled alone on many broken roads,
'One day your path will be smooth.' she was often told.

Hoping for a smooth sail, she kept her chin up,
Tried not to stumble or had any regret.

But the sails of her boat, decided to collapse,
Her soul slowly slipped away, like grains of sand.

She sat there alone by her scattered dreams,
Thinking about her life and what could have been.

Saturday, June 2, 2012

Sand, slipping away from my hands..



It hurts to laugh or even smile,
Empty and vacant I feel inside.

I'm standing alone on a barren land,
My feet are burning, I can barely stand.

No matter how much I want to embrace,
Your presence has slowly begun to fade.

Far in the distance, I try to gaze,
To catch a glimpse, of your handsome face.

Every gaze gives up, and to me it returns,
Questions me how much it exactly hurts?

I close my eyes and don't answer back,
Fearing the truth and ignoring the facts.

My life has become so meaningless now,
I'm frail and weak, nothing to hold on.

No matter what, I always knew,
I had You, to look forward to.

Now what I hold, is just like sand,
Which is slipping away, from my hands..