Saturday, April 28, 2012

Absence.


What if I go?
Leave the rain
Leave that walk in the night
Leave my favourite song behind
Would you remember my idiosyncrasies.
What if I go?
Would you catechize the crumbles of beguiling bond,
Cry or just sit in my favourite corner
And have a talk with the zephyr.

It is not too dreamy, is it?

Then maybe you could just make a promise
To show me a comely reflection
Beneath the countenance of present
That would be my life.
In your hands, when I am gone.
What if I indeed go?
I need you to buy me few breaths
To accompany me on the voyage
Of pretty life and prettier death.
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Now make an effort and hear this. Something which could just touch the deepest cord of the heart. An extremely beautiful composition!


Picture Source: weheartit

Friday, April 13, 2012

Warmth.


A message from hope,
"Crisp warmth demurely waits
Beyond dusty chase."
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Yes, I do talk of inspirational stuff on a Friday, 13th.

Written for: Haiku Heights
Image Source: weheartit

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Sigh! Google is such a darling.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Skip Things.

There are these things.
Huge, dark and loud.
Yelping out that it is too hard to hold on
But we do and we have a lot to be proud
Especially of that morose end
Which cradled a gorgeous start
Sigh! Those were things.
If the message beneath twisted strings
Tells me not to hunt down
The chapter which doesn't exist,
I will not carry on the search.
Because yes, I am irritably stuck
Right there inside of you.

So let go off your fears baby,
I am where I belong.
Skip the messy things for now
And merge me in your song.