Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Ashes and Grey

The arrival of rain…
Greeted by a poignant departure
Of a stumbling madman
Who dared to live…

Born again to eternity
Embracing the pure black
But…again, he is just one more hero
In a world that doesn’t care

The fire keeps on burning
As, men become food for worms
And ashes are all that is left
As elements embrace us

It is hard to bid adieu…
More so to a friend
Yet, I bury you my soul…
Waiting for an answer


IN MEMORY OF THE SENSELESS DEMISE OF 3 FRIENDS…

4 comments:

Apeksha said...

It hits where it is intended to...very deeply pondered....very gracefully presented....i love these lines "
The fire keeps on burning
As, men become food for worms
And ashes are all that is left
As elements embrace us"...They're so raw...so overwhelming...love it...keep writing....

Anonymous said...

chhobi dish ni keno? rain wants chhobi... unfinished ... thats the wy uha uha i like it

Ady said...

dude, u really know how to get words flowing into a poem.. I mean, the continuity, the intactness, its all perfectly blended... Great stuff !!!
N may all their souls R.I.P.

Thursday's child has far to go.... said...

A wonderful and touching piece on the sad facets of humanity.... Beautiful words!