Getting too close, while letting you go
More than i can take, more than you will know
Unarmed and defenseless, just like they say
You’re the only one to blame when you give yourself away
To breathe you in or shut you out
In my conviction or even my doubt
Could you be my protection if you choose to stay?
Guess you’re the one to blame when you give yourself away
To walk away or get left behind
A answer left to fate and time
You’ll have your reasons, but the choices I will make
Cause I’m the only one to blame if i give myself away
Will i ever get to wherever it is that i am going? If i do, will i know when im there? If the wind blew me in the right direction, would i even care?
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
To my great regret
What felt so strong was dead and gone
and nothing but the guilt remained;
no more hurt, no more rage
with nothing to prove and nothing to say
The cloudy skies and roaring waves
also sighed in retrospect-
she stood accused for not her faults
she stood tonight in deep regret
Its time for me to go, she said
putting an end to all the pain,
and then she turned and walked away
never to be seen again
***
Davy Jones : Lookie here my boys. A lost bird that never learned to fly.
Jack Sparrow : To my great regret...But its never too late to learn.
and nothing but the guilt remained;
no more hurt, no more rage
with nothing to prove and nothing to say
The cloudy skies and roaring waves
also sighed in retrospect-
she stood accused for not her faults
she stood tonight in deep regret
Its time for me to go, she said
putting an end to all the pain,
and then she turned and walked away
never to be seen again
They knew there was no turning back
and it was time to let it die;
the dues were payed, the time was served
what could have been was lost that night
***
Davy Jones : Lookie here my boys. A lost bird that never learned to fly.
Jack Sparrow : To my great regret...But its never too late to learn.
Labels:
backbench scribblings,
closure,
my great regret,
poetry,
random
Friday, February 18, 2011
A touch of your Grace...
A chapter new
a story old
an open book
with bends and folds;
A broken heart
some broken ties
a weary soul
deserted eyes.
A solitude
a dark recluse
all locked up
a spirit consumed;
A pool of blood
some unsure cuts
her trembling hands
a blissful hurt.
The pain consumes
and time slows down
another stranger
an unknown town;
A life forlorn
another realm
eternal peace
a journeys end.
Before she drowns
before she falls
one last breath
one final thought;
A struggle within
a cry for help
a new found closure
receding steps.
A healing touch
a twist of fate
an answered prayer
amazing Grace;
An angel descends
he makes her believe
she finds new hope-
An ecstasy.
A ray of light
a leap of faith
the end of despair
a higher solace;
A reason enough
a brand new life
she now stands tall
no longer denied.
a story old
an open book
with bends and folds;
A broken heart
some broken ties
a weary soul
deserted eyes.
A solitude
a dark recluse
all locked up
a spirit consumed;
A pool of blood
some unsure cuts
her trembling hands
a blissful hurt.
The pain consumes
and time slows down
another stranger
an unknown town;
A life forlorn
another realm
eternal peace
a journeys end.
Before she drowns
before she falls
one last breath
one final thought;
A struggle within
a cry for help
a new found closure
receding steps.
A healing touch
a twist of fate
an answered prayer
amazing Grace;
An angel descends
he makes her believe
she finds new hope-
An ecstasy.
A ray of light
a leap of faith
the end of despair
a higher solace;
A reason enough
a brand new life
she now stands tall
no longer denied.
Labels:
closure,
comfortably numb,
her neurosis,
him,
introspection,
poetry,
someday
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Something borrowed...
thinking of the good old times
then fearing getting left behind
thinking of the me in you
something borrowed
something blue
thinking of the lines we crossed
all of my destructive thoughts
and that crazy head of yours
something borrowed
something lost
thinking of the morning light
thinking of the honest lies
somewhere else you gotta be
someone wrong
but something right
thinking of the years that passed
looming darkness and the fall
and a love that couldn’t last
someone stronger
through it all
thinking of all the lost times
finding reasons, missing signs
a chance to find what matters most
something clearer
something mine ~
then fearing getting left behind
thinking of the me in you
something borrowed
something blue
thinking of the lines we crossed
all of my destructive thoughts
and that crazy head of yours
something borrowed
something lost
thinking of the morning light
thinking of the honest lies
somewhere else you gotta be
someone wrong
but something right
thinking of the years that passed
looming darkness and the fall
and a love that couldn’t last
someone stronger
through it all
thinking of all the lost times
finding reasons, missing signs
a chance to find what matters most
something clearer
something mine ~
Labels:
love,
poetry,
someday,
something borrowed
Sunday, December 12, 2010
planktons...
"Planktons...more...some more ...and the lonely little you, left feeling empty...after each of them is gone....but life goes on you know... new people will come, better ones...but soon you'll be nothing but a mute observer, immune to things they say and do... see the thing about this hollowness is, that it never ends....."
-
Just let me walk away
while the pictures tear and burn
cause you need no answer-
I owe you no explanation
Let the questions be unasked
let the memories fade and rust
for i have touched you and passed-
pass by me too.
Labels:
dark,
disasters,
love,
poetry,
the could be's who could not be
Saturday, October 23, 2010
There's a Calming way about you
There's a calming way about you...
Yes you have a way with me;
Only you can shut all the noises
And make me feel complete
There's a calming way about you...
I feel it in your embrace;
When you kiss back and hold me tight
The world just goes away
There's a calming way about you...
Every time i see your eyes;
I lose my way and I cant think straight
But you bring me back to life
There's a calming way about you...
Something that they'll never see;
And I can fly to the moon and back
Just cause you believe in me
There' a calming way about you...
this thing I can't explain;
I crash, I fall, I bruise, I hurt
But you make me rise again
There's a Calming way about you...
Something I'll never admit;
You are the guy who holds me down
You are my perfect fit
There's a calming way about you...
Yes you have your way you see;
You're the only home I've ever known
Your the reason why i breathe.
_____
Ps- I take back everything i said about Mumbai.U all were right all along.Its Glam and flashy and fastpaced...But 'home' is where the heart rests, and in my case literally :P Cant wait to get back :)
Yes you have a way with me;
Only you can shut all the noises
And make me feel complete
There's a calming way about you...
I feel it in your embrace;
When you kiss back and hold me tight
The world just goes away
There's a calming way about you...
Every time i see your eyes;
I lose my way and I cant think straight
But you bring me back to life
There's a calming way about you...
Something that they'll never see;
And I can fly to the moon and back
Just cause you believe in me
There' a calming way about you...
this thing I can't explain;
I crash, I fall, I bruise, I hurt
But you make me rise again
There's a Calming way about you...
Something I'll never admit;
You are the guy who holds me down
You are my perfect fit
There's a calming way about you...
Yes you have your way you see;
You're the only home I've ever known
Your the reason why i breathe.
_____
Ps- I take back everything i said about Mumbai.U all were right all along.Its Glam and flashy and fastpaced...But 'home' is where the heart rests, and in my case literally :P Cant wait to get back :)
Labels:
dear diary,
him,
love,
poetry
Friday, March 19, 2010
A lady...
"It is but true
that a lovely flower
can also bloom in blue
vagaries of spring
can find their voice
in an ice cold drink
thoughts can take flight
like a butterfly
out of the cocoon on first light
it is got to be said
that the lil girl is no more
she's now a lady instead"
- Happy b'day...lady :)
******************************
"Uhh...really? u think?", She sheepishly murmured with a deep thoughtful look, after a very drunk night.
"Think what?"
"The lady bit...u mean that?"
He smiled as he flipped through a birthday card with a tiny little note that adorned her bedside.
"Lets just put it this way -
other than matters of the heart..
you are pretty sensible and smart....
now thats pretty lady like .what say?"
She had passed out on the couch before he could complete...
He smiled to himself as he kissed her forehead and turned out the lights.
;)
Monday, June 8, 2009
whats left of me...
Monday, March 23, 2009
ecstasy
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Weathered...

Someday she will breakaway from this cloud of dust; but not today...
Someday she will let her inhibitions go and trust; but not today...
Someday she will learn to love again and move past the hurt; but not today....
Someday she will breathe easy and life wont be a masquerade; but not today....
Someday someone would reach out and she wont be cold; but not today....
Someday her miseries would be nothing but a story untold; but not today....
Someday she will be loved and no longer forlorn; but not today...
Someday she will find her way back home; but not today...
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