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Too Much Love

 I have been too much in love, to see the sorrow it hides.. I have seen pain, while love grows insane, I have cried all night, when all I wanted was to end the fight..   I have been too much in love, to see the lack of depth inside.. I have seen smiles, that don’t mean anything, I have seen teardrops, that fall and deny, I have seen broken pieces, scattered everywhere, when all I wanted was someone to hold me together..   I have been too much in love, to ignore the poison that kills one side.. I have slept through open eyes.. waiting on responses, I have kept withholding the lies.. sitting at the table for hours, I have seen myself vanquishing, trying to fit into a dress I will never wear.. when all I wanted was someone to stop treating me as a spare..   I have been too much in love, look at how obsessive this all sounds.. I hope when you read it, you still find me around.. amidst empty cups dusting a shelf, with a picture frame, of us still looking at each other.. ...

Silent

She became silent..
Words had faded.
With a syllable or two..
Silence had invaded.
Tears came few..
But if only she had knew.
Quietly she walked..
Hoping to be stalked.
Noisy heart beats..
Running clueless into streets.
As she heard a murmur..
From a distant traveler.
Their hands touching the same air..
Not overdoing their glare.
A smile did stare..
As wounds got repair.
The clouds floated by..
While days made them sigh.
She sat down among..
Having her bread as they sung.
Not a word they heard..
Not a word she said.
But beneath the stars..
Where her memories played.
She swayed and..
Slept like the maid.
In her new found shed.

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