Tuesday, 17 November 2009
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Tuesday, 3 November 2009
A lonely drop did fall through space
Carrying all colours the sky held ere
The hues blotted and condensed
And stripped the Earth of its face.
Into a chasm, the oceans drained
As every door swung firmly shut
Mountains succumbed in a blurry haze
And colours vanished, as it rained.
The world lived, but shut me away.
Flavours and scents and music, all
Fled me, as I stared benumbed
As it was neither night nor day.
“Help me! Save me!” I should have called.
Instead I hung in a languid state
Like a puppet, in entangled strings
Better would have felt had I been mauled.
A dreary state of animated death
I didn’t know the difference now
The sun didn’t rise, the moon had set
I was dead of all, but breath.
I stared back at the childhood dream
At the hopes and plans and merry things
The tears and laughter of that Heart
This Heart tearing at the seam.
There is no suffering and no pain.
Only, the million hues were gone
To yield a life in gray and black
I am oblivious to the drops of rain.
And forth I go on that quest
To breathe in life; resuscitate
Those lost emotions in this void;
Until then, I shall not rest.