Saturday, April 25, 2015

Why Dont You Letter Me?

Had not it been 10 years
You would have lettered me
With a crimson glow on your cheeks
I had known I would have smiled a little,
Where are those times of laughter
We used to have bursting a balloon,
Shaking the pebbles and swaying with the air.
All that,
Yes all that.
Feels displaced.
Like there was a new rage over and over
As loud as a man's cry,
As far as the continents ,
As lost as light behind a curtain
That falls only to close the patterns of
Our chapters,
The breadth and the width
Top to bottom
For once, I said it again...

Why didn't you letter me?

What was the reason
Of that demeanor
The stones you left me with words on it
What was the theme
Behind your words?
Or was it me who just meandered
From a mountain worth of ride
That once again uttered
The last phrases of your kiss
That it said

I would have been back,
If I wasn't gone 
Far so deep that I cant return
To a new solitude. 

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Aching Soul

We were aware of the part
When it was reaching closure
The hearts were as if stitched
Or injected with a drug of menace
So impure, That it wasn't recognizable

You departed, So did I
You left me weeping
Even through the night
Trust me.
My heart ached.

I saw the thousands of kids
With their mothers holding their hands
While I had none to look upto
I would just walk by. With an aching soul.

The times when I wanted to
Shop through the flip-flops, the sharing of
Lollipops. The pens and pencils I wanted to
Write about. You weren't there to be the share.
Trust me . My heart ached.

The time I grew up from a girl to a woman
You weren't there to get me through it.
All you said wasn't enough. It wasn't enough
To help me survive. But I did.

Months passed. And so did years
The void was never penned with
Anything new. Despite you being
There mama, you weren't.

And you wouldn't be a cure
To any of my disputes Ach
Since you left me when it was

And never came back with an umbrella as completion.