Posted in #life, Heart break, Lost love, Love, Unsent letter, Writing

#An Unsent Valentine letter.

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I keep on counting days. Not just days, I haven’t lost count of the moments I am breathing without you. Trust me it’s not easy to have a single breath without missing your words or smile or eyes or voice or all of you. I still remember the day I saw you, waiting for me, my heart skipped a beat. Oh it still beats in that rhythm. The rhyme you gave it. Yes. Still that.
It was Valentine, I thought it to be over soon. It didn’t. I missed you each second. I knew you weren’t. You won’t. Oh but my heart? It was desperately waiting for your text. Just a text. Because you don’t like calling. I waited. Waited. The moment I woke up in the morning with moist eyes, I waited till I cried myself to sleep. I hope you had a good sleep though. Or did you miss me? You probably didn’t. You never did. You never will.
I went to the same place, you took me. A wave like a tsunami hit me. Gushing memories all together like it was yesterday we were here, eyes lost in eyes, synchronising heart beats,knotted hands and hearts, you made me feel dancing butterflies. Deep blue were the skies. A blissful moment, now it was tormenting. Nothing was same. Neither you nor the moment. Except me. Still there. Lost in you. Living in the moment. Still.
I puffed in the air around me like trying to breathe in the scent of you and us from that day. And then I kept on walking my way. That’s what I have to do. Keep walking. I tried to turn and look back, then something in me said, No, don’t, it’s gone. It’s not there. Nothing is there anymore. Not you. Not the love.
I won’t run though, from all that we had. Because I still love you. I will always do. Even after whatever happened, whatever you did. I have something of you with me. Yes, the heartache and the memories.
I will keep loving you and living you,
Until the memories turn white.
Till I loose the sight. Oh dear I still haven’t lost hope. Not of you coming back, but of the believe that I will cope. With you. Your memory.
But till then, I will keep walking. Looking forward, Smiling. Without you. But with the remembrance of us.
Until some new memories aren’t made.
Till the time, I won’t fade.

The Lost Soul.

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Posted in #life, #Poetry, Heart break, Lost love, Love

Just Friends…?

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It’s not long ago
We were together
In that night club
I was drunk
So were you
We didn’t see things
As they were coming through
Intoxicating moment
Captivating you
Spellbinding eyes
Entangled fingers
Osculating lips
We were close
Connecting my soul to you
Amidst that screeching music
I heard you
Our eyes spoke
Driving me crazy
Drifting away
We vanished
In that kiss
Beyond magical
Perplexing me
I felt the tingle
In my each bone
I felt I was home
Butterflies whispering
In my heart
To the core.

Oh! But we are friends.
Aren’t we?
Are we still?
How do I tell?
How do I disclose?
My feelings changed
I fall for you
& I feel for you
Not as a friend
Anymore
I want you
For love and more
Oh baby I love you so much
I miss that touch
& I miss us
I want that time
Me in your arms
I want it to stop
I miss you each night
Waking up next, besides
Closed eyes.
But it’s all in here
Confined in my heart
I can’t tell you
Because you are a friend
Aren’t you?
But we kiss
Didn’t we?
Though I feel love
Don’t you?
Why can’t you?
Baby please
Hold me again
Embrace me
Kiss me again
Caress me
Will you please?
Baby don’t tease.

Then it’s okay
It’s okay I guess
Let’s keep it as it is
I know I will miss
You are my forever bliss.

So my love
To keep you with me
This is my only way
Let’s not end
What we have
So that we don’t end
Let’s just be friends…
Only friends.

The Lost Soul.

PS: I stumbled upon this sweet heart Regine on my blog. Kissonthewind, iamRegineNot going into details, this poem is dedicated to her & for her.

Posted in #life, #void, Heart break, Lost love, Unsent letter, Writing

Words not said… letter I won’t send..

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It’s past midnight. Sleep is far away from the eyes. There is this saturninity pulling me outside. I left my warm bed to embrace the dark night, filled with the sparkling moonlight,Moon illuminated and shining bright in the sky. It looked calm and serene. Seeing it in the night sky, I missed the night we were together. Remember how you kissed my head? Your hands around my waist bringing me closer, you blissed my lips, left me wanting for more. The moon was shining that night too. Is it the same moon that witnessed our togetherness? Don’t you miss it? Do you?

The air is cold. It’s chilling my bones to the core, Just the way your touch used to. Remember the ecstatic mornings we used to had, when in your arms, you gave me warmth making me forget the world looking into your eyes. Breathing my name on my neck. It was enchanting, you and your desires caressing my heart beats.You don’t miss my voice, do you?

I see the flickering stars. They are so far and still close to moon. Like you are and still enclose to my heart.

Don’t you miss those nights when all
We did was nothing but in each other’s arms cuddled together in the darkness of our room silently kissing each other, writing each other’s names on hearts. This night is dark too. And in the darkness of your heart you won’t ever see my face, the one you loved, will you?

There is this vastness of silence around me. And in this quiescence I hear your voice in my ears calling out to me, the same one that made me weak In my knees. Looking around I know you aren’t here but somewhere else, so far from my presence.

Birds have started to chirp. I see the sphere in different hues with the moistness in my eyes. It’s still night somewhere in my heart. Remember we saw the sun rising from the window while making love and you said this is the second Beautiful thing, I was the first. That still make me blush you know. Snuggling up to me intently, while in your sleep.I still feel that warm touch of your fingertips on my nape.Your sweet whispers in my ears, making me turn my face, looking in your eyes..You in my eyes. Lost. Loosing.Still. I lost and you win, didn’t you?

For me it will always be night. For you were my day and my light.
And seeing this moon, that’s still in the sky I know you see this moon too and we share the same sky and somehow I know my love shines like that moonlight spreading all over you and someday you will know that there is someone still loving you the same like she used to do.She still does. For my love is like this moon and this sky, like the stars. Always shining, burning bright till and beyond infinity.

But I won’t tell you all this, you don’t care. Never did. Never will. Or Do you? Will you if I tell you that I still care? Always did. Always will.

The Lost Soul.

 

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Posted in #Poetry, #void, Heart, Heart break, Lost love, Love

Where Ends Meet..

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Ever so Close
Still so apart
This never ending distance
Our love
This story
Still unfinished
Always Will be?

I was a Rainbow
With you
I still am,
In the night sky
I wrote our names
On the sands of time
Washed with the waves.

I still meet you
Your scent
Your memories
On the way
Getting lost
Between them
Waiting for you, Always
Me
This story
Our journey.
Will the welkin
Meet the Earth?
Will this wait ever end?

Will it be finished?

Your and my, Ours.
Love
This story.

It will be, The Day
When the sky will fall
And the two worlds will coincide
We will unite too
We will be completed
There
See love

Where the Ends meet….

The Lost Soul.

Posted in #life, #Poetry, #void, Heart, Heart break, Lost love

Indispensable Baggage.

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This is hefty
My heart retorted
This, a beautiful Package
Of lies and deceits
Oh! This unnecessary Baggage.

I still carry it
On my Soul
This, an enchanting carriage
Of aspersion and falsification
Oh! This redundant baggage.

It tolls on me
On my identity
He, raided my spirit, A savage
Plundered my innocence
He, my extraneous baggage.

I walk I move
Carry it everyday
Wanting to throw it
In the far ocean
Really away
I tried
Only I didn’t know
This is more sturdy
Than I thought,
Like shackles
It caught
And when I tossed it
I rolled too
In the abyss
Unfathomable
To loose it?
It’s not possible.
Ahead
Forward
Is the only way
This will be
My only salvage
There again I started my journey
Passage to passage
Embracing this
Despised
Yet
Revered Baggage.

The Lost Soul. 

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Posted in Heart break, Lost love

The Shattered Echoes.

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They say Time heals. Time heals everything. Does that really? Not exactly. Time doesn’t heal anything truly.
Time, well it just makes the wound numb. It gives patience to suffer. To live with the pain. That’s it.
That pain is still there you know.
How it could go, when there is still something that is left inside. This heart, that hurt. A tear on the soul.
The fire that keeps on burning and blazing.The one desire to be with the one that shattered you and broke you. And you carrying the broken pieces ever so closely, the broken parts still love. The same one person who did break them and You.
This is out of your limits isn’t it? The belief that he still cares? That peek a boo and hide and seek with all those emotions and feelings. That is tormenting. Sometimes! No all the times.
It hurts like hell. At night it’s the silent scream. Some nights it’s just a storm and some, some nights it rains too.
Yet, as the day breaks, all those feelings vanish in the corner. They still lurk through, and then comes the moment when you are among the crowd and alone. When there’s screaming and noise and you are deaf.
The heart and the mind is at some mountain peak, there you are, jumping off that cliff.
Before you fall and you smash and you break, well someone snatch you back and once again you are saved.
But till when?

Sometimes giving up is the only option. But what about the stupid heart that keeps on holding on. That keeps on whispering… A little wait! May be. This “may be” wrench Within. At those moments , when it’s time to leave and let go something from within speaks again…. A little wait, Please! Wait! May be!
That May be is the language of broken dreams and a broken heart, They are the Shattered Echoes.

The Lost Soul. 

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Posted in #void, Heart break, Lost love

Furthermore.

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Once again
Swimmingly
With that melting voice
You progressed
In my life
Like a Tsunami
Each word
Like each wave
Drowning me
Deluging
Yet again.
Mutilating
Plundering
Each of my emotion
To leave me
Lingering on
The remaining Notion
To Annihilate
To Obliterate
My Predilection till the core
To sabotage
What was left
Leaving me
Devastated
Once Again
Furthermore.

The Lost Soul. 

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