Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts

Monday, August 01, 2011

shipwreck nostalgia !

its been a sea of change,

putting together,
everything..left over,

they called it a shipwreck...
of mangled pieces,crimson-salted bones..
of drowning cries and hopeless dreams


to shores afar we had set the sails,
but beaten down,tossed afar, 

now a leftover-pain is all that remains.



Breathing.Waiting.
Surviving.Hoping.
Lost.Praying.
Alone.

I've been to this sea of change,
where you and me and us turn strangers.



shipwrecked- with leftover-pain,
on an island o Bane,i wait to turn insane.



Breathing.Waiting.
Surviving.Hoping.
Lost.Praying.
Alone.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Faces,phases,faces,phases.

Being haunted.
Being labeled.

Liar...

Been fighting the demons.
Night long, and in day.

Was it my mistake.
yes it was.

I took things for granted.

Not its hurting me,
so I am  lying now.

They look at me
and i get hurt.

They talk
and i get hurt.



Paranoia...can spin some tales.

I am trying to breath deep now,
telling myself this will pass.
But I am choking too,
strangled by my own thoughts.

There is just hope and there is grace or there was,
  but surely I believe "even this will pass."

Friday, December 18, 2009

love actually....


I thought i will never write again,
of which i write now...
of love, of hurt,
of a gal, of missin her.

She doesn't love me
nor if she knew.
But i love her,
and that is what i know.

I met her.
we spoke, but i spoke more.
maybe she saw through me,
and lame i am.

It is midnight now.
But i guess i miss her.

I saw her in the crowd.
Like an angel she looked.
But it is midnight now,
I am so lost...

                                                      An angel she is,

perfect and sweet
obliging and true.

And I love her.
Is all i know...!!

Tomorrow i will be back again..
tryin to wipe her away...
of love that never was...

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Empty It is...

I've been searching.
Cos' i have been empty.
Empty inside.


Hollow.


Is it god i need
Is it just love.
I don't know.


But i want the hole to disappear.
Like an empty cardboard box.
Taped and set.


But empty it is.


My eyes are dry
and i can't cry.


                                                      It hurts and its hurts bad.

And I am Empty Inside....