
(The worst gift that you can give to the person you love the most is that of “waiting”. Because an eternity passes away yet you do not know when “the wait” will end. You do not know for how long it will stay. You do not know whether it will let you come back or force you to go away forever. Never to return. Never to look back. Never to rekindle the hopes of the ones waiting for you. The longing of being united..the longing of coming back…the longing for memories shared only in dreams….the longing of relationships that could have been……)
I wait for the time to pass
And come to that particular day
A day I had lived in the past
A day that took you away
Now it will repeat itself
Now it will live again
A day as insignificant as any other
A day that even time could not contain
I set my eyes on memories so old
An emotion so complex that words can’t hold
A separation that tears apart the very existence
A ballad of sentiments that remained untold
A touch of hope and that of despair
A joy unlimited yet bonded by care
A love so strong that it consumed all
Of protected instincts that were laid bare
A voice of sadness that trickles from the lips
A scarlet river like the blood that drips
A pain so profound that it perishes all
Like an unknown destination of many a ships
I still stand by the window
and count the stars
A lost memory
that we proclaimed ours
Left behind are
the broken threads
Left behind
a handful of scars
I am wiping out the proof
of pleasure and pain
The insolent dance
of sunshine and the rain
And withhold all happiness
till I reach that day
Till I gather the smiles
yet again
I thought waiting forever
had made me strong
Had took me beyond
what’s right & wrong
Still, as moments
come to close once & for all
I feel as if
I’ve forgotten the song
Years so many
were easy to pass
But months so few
I can’t outlast
And when the countdown
reaches to days
I will be left picking up
fragments of broken glass
I am here physically
but my mind’s elsewhere
I hear voices but pretend
not to care
It isn’t necessary that I indulge in
common things
Of everyday happenings
I don’t seem aware
I live in a world
fueled by imagination
That seeks out paths
to lost destinations
No language to express
just kingdom of silence
Yet I hold
perfectly sane conversations
I know nothing now
except the very end
A longing of
a distant & dear friend
An affection that surpassed
great understandings
So there’s nothing left now
to comprehend……









