Sunday, April 1, 2007

Time

As time passes by me…

Laughing at my foolishness

As the endless wait…

Continues to be my sole companion

I look back


I look back…

To what had been…the beauty that

We were a part of

Time which has mocked me so many times

Seemed to have been smiling at me …then


I don’t know what to call this emptiness

I don’t know how to forsake the friendship of Loneliness.

I know what is Freedom…

But I don’t understand it…

I have been told that ‘this’ is Love

But I don’t realize it.


I have run very hard

I am panting…can I stop?

I miss being with you

Can I come back?

O Time! Why do you make a fool out of me?


These wishful thoughts

The hollow dreams

And the hopeless sighs…

Pathetic…you say

I say…maybe


I loved you…but it never reached you…

My messages were blown away by the wind.

The footprints I left for you to follow…

Are covered with sands of time

And as I wait…

Time mocks me.

2 comments:

Apeksha said...

Hey the poem is gr8...thrs sumthing cynical bout it at sum points....d touch of sarcasm is vry professional..gr8 going

the transient twilight said...

"Nothing happens next; this is it."