Friday, July 13, 2007
In You I breathe
In you I breathe how much I hope
The memories so sorted, it must be the dope
Remember the songs of love we sang
And you always annoyed since my tune was wrong
Imagined us married with kids at home
Did you not say I couldn't write a poem
I always enjoyed penning my thoughts
And you said that rhythm couldn't be bought
How I began to scream any time
And did you sometimes begin to whine
A perfect love saw a perfect disaster
I never saw it coming but you became my master
A toy I was and you toyed it well
Truth your ammunition and it hurt like hell
When I was alone and you broke the news
Break up began with tunes of blues
Remember the morning I woke you up begging
I was kneeling at a park and how tough was breathing
You stern and sure and melting my mind
Insanity I experienced and began the grind
Sleepless nights began to pass in sometime
And my love for you remained forever benign
In two and fours I set out to make friends
The new country was now a singles den
Strange are the ways of love and yet stranger denial
Every morning I felt more senile
With old age casting all over my face
Wondered I, "Am I in disgrace?"
That evening you confessed your love for another man
I held the broken pieces with remorse and disdain
A story that always was meant to end with happily ever after
Turned out with a touch of reality to be the closing of a chapter.
Life flashes and changes the direction you ride
And all I was left with is to take it in my stride
I wished you luck and all my love
And you even denied me the parting hug
Denial I faced and am living in it
And all I saw in you is that I am a git
When life takes a full circle and we are gone
Hope in another life there will be another dawn.
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3 comments:
keep writing.
ahaan...ahaan...zero cool!
Brilliant man. Captures the pain of losing someone and being helpless. Feeling the frustration on being in another country with no ready-made solace.
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