A KISS

TAKE THIS FINAL KISS FORM ME, I PLANT IT SOFTLY ON YOUR CHEEK.

IT DOESN’T MEAN THAT I AM DEAD, EITHER DOES IT MEANS THAT AM GOING TO THE GRAVE: IT ONLY EXPLAINS THE FACT THAT I WILL BE GONE FROM YOU FOREVER.

IT IS MY PARTING GIFT TO YOU. YOU WERE NEVER WRONG INDEED, BUT IT ONLY SAYS THAT MY DAYS, HAS FINALLY BECOME DREAMS. MEMORIES, YOU MAY CALL THEM, WISHES AND BELIEF YOU MAY SAY, BUT THEY ARE NO MORE REALITIES. THEY HAVE BECOMES DREAMS; DREAMS INSIDE A DREAM.

IF HOPE IS NO MORE AGAIN, THEN NOTHING STANDS AGAIN ON THIS SURFACE.

ALL THAT WE HAD AND SHARED ARE NOW DREAMS, FOR WE CAN ONLY WISH IT WILL HAPPEN AGAIN.

I STAND ALONE IN THE LAND OF NOWHERE, HOLDING GOLDEN SAND.

SLOWLY AND SLOWLY, THEY CREEP AWAY FROM MY HAND.

I STAND ALL ALONE WEEPING AND WEEPING; LIFE HAS TO MOVE ON BUT THEN, IT IS ONLY A DREAM IS THAT ALL? DREAMS INSIDE ONE DREAM.

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HOW MUCH MORE?

HE TOOK HER HAND WARMLY AND TURNED OVER TO HER SAYING “DO YOU TRUST ME?” THAT QUESTION SENT A COLD SHIVER THROUGH HER BODY, SHE WAS SHOCKED BECAUSE THEY HAD BEEN THROUGH A LOT LATELY. THERE WERE TIMES THAT ALL ODDS SEEM SO EVEN AND THUS MISTAKES WERE BOUND. SHE BELIEVED HIM AND TRUSTED HIM THROUGH ALL THESE TIMES, TIME OF RUMOURS, MOMENT OF LIES, CIRCUMSTANCES OF HOPE BEING GONE; BUT SHE BELIEVED HIM. NOW, HE ASKED HER, “DO YOU TRUST ME?” SHE SMILED SLOWLY AND LOOKED INTO HIS EYES GIVING HIM AN ASSURANCE THAT ALL WAS WELL. SHE NEVER DOUBTED HER BELIEF IN HIM FOR HE WAS JUST A REGULAR GUY. HE SMILED BUT IN THAT SMILE LIES SOME FEAR. FEAR OF NO TRUST AND BELIEF. HE COULD NOT HAVE WISHED FOR ME; HE WAS NO SAINT IN HIMSELF BUT HOW COULD HE SAY TO HER ALL HIS MISDEEDS, THIS PONDERS HIM FOR SO LONG. SOON, IT EITHER HE GAVE UP OR SHE LEFT HIM. THE MOMENT WILL SURELY COME. SHE ASKED HIM, DO YOU BELIEVE IN US? HE TURNED AROUND AND TOLD HER “I WISH” MAYBE SHE DID NOT UNDERSTAND THAT HE BELIEVED IN HER BUT HIMSELF, NO.

THREE DAYS LATER……………………………..

ALL DRESSED IN BLACKS, TEARS ON THE WEAK FACES, THE MEN KEEPING A MUTED FACE. HE WAS GONE, GONE FOREVER TO ANOTHER WORLD. THE PRESIDING PRIEST GOT UP AND ASKED THE CONGRESS, “WHAT IS TRUST?” THE VERY QUESTION WE DO NOT ASK OURSELVES. DO WE REALLY TRUST? SHE THOUGHT SHE KNEW IT ALL BUT NO, SHE WAS LIVING WITH A STRANGER ALL HER LIFE. HE WAS A CHEAT, PLAYER, HEART BREAKER AND ALL THAT. AT HIS BURIAL, ALL THE HEART-BROKENS WERE THERE, THEY CAME TO LAUGH AT HIM FOR HE CAUSED THEM PAIN. SHE STOOD THERE CRYING AT HER FOOLISHNESS FOR TRUSTING HIM. BUT HIS SPIRIT WAS HOVERING AROUND THE AIR AND HE WAS IN TEARS; “SHE WAS NOT A SAINT ALSO”, IF SHE DIED TODAY, HER SECRETS WERE GOING TO BE KNOWN TO MORTAL. HE WEPT AND WEPT WISHING HE KNEW ALL THESE. HE DIED BECAUSE HE THOUGHT SHE NEVER TRUSTED HIM…………………………

THE FEAR WITHIN

MANY A TIMES, I HAVE TO CONFRONT MY VERY FEAR.
FEAR OF NOT BEING ABLE TO STAND ALL ALONE IN THE RAIN,
FEAR OF SMILES AND FEAR OF BEING STAGNANT.
WHAT ELSE COULD NARROW A MAN’S HEART IF NOT FEAR.

I HAVE SAT FOR TOO LONG WONDERING WHERE THE NEXT ROAD LIES.
I FIND MYSELF IN THE CROSS-ROAD AND I MUST STAND AND TAKE A DECISION
THERE, HERE, IT SEEMS LIKE NOTHING ELSE CAN MOVE MY PITIFUL SIGHT
SHOULD I CAMOUFLAGE NOW OR NOT EVER?

I HAVE TO DEAL WITH MY OWN FEAR, FIGHT THE THICKNESS OF THE DARKNESS.
BE STRONG TO PUZZLE OUT MY WAY THROUGH THIS HARD TIME OF NO RETURN,
LIKE A DOG BEATEN IN THE COLD HARSH RAIN, LIKE A POOR CHILD SEEKING FOR SHELTER
MY HEART IS BROKEN AND WHAT AM I AFRAID OF IS WHAT I FAIL TO DO

I UTTERLY LOST AND I DO NOT KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO AGAIN.
TO THINK IS SOMETHING SIGNIFICANT AND I WILL TAKE UP MY CROSS,
SEAS TO SAILS, MILES TO WALK, AIRS TO BREATHE, I WILL BE STRONG
IF YOU ARE STRONG ENOUGH, FEAR BE GONE!