Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Waiting For Life


Life’s strange and I am just trying to be a stranger
Love’s blind and I am just blinded…
The walk through the faceless multitude
A life spent…in counting down countless countdowns

The anticipation of numerous sunrises
New beginnings and harrowing ends
What is the purpose…
Of the time spent?

The beauty defined by mortal eyes
Emotions auctioned in the dark streets
When all is in turmoil…
It’s only you who can make me still

The oasis of the deserted world
The eternal beauty of sleep
I wish the mystery of death is never solved
It will make life boring…

Here lies my soul
In anticipation of your kiss
My words echoing through the empty heart…
Begging you to come before I become a part of the mad world…

4 comments:

Barsali says: Love Life..... said...

Do you realise how lucky you are to be able to feel so deeply....the pristine purity of your feelings and the thoughtful nature of your verse....makes it so special.....Thoughts possessed by millions...yet expressed candidly only by you.....

Arijita said...

tHese thoughts never leave us alone.do they?And the way you express is brilliant.=]

You are a jolly good poet.=]
Choi.

Apeksha said...

well well....back to life yet agn....wid yet more beauty in words....i dont understand....sometimes...i feel...are our emotions really as beautiful as u describe thm? or is it just a piece of exaggeration?....but thn its ur poems whch answer such questions....only ur own emotions can trigger the gift of language n expression u hav....u set benchmarks fr urself...n cross thm urself....u r an amazing poet...thts all i can say...atleast in words...keep writing

G@gz said...

an ode to dose million hearts who are lonely and broken....... and jus waiting for teh ryt person to fill in the void... dat has engulfed their lives