Sunday, August 7, 2016

Hitting the keys (that's all)

Sitting by the television, seeing hours of inanity didn't quite lull me into a sleep and instead, I go for a stroll into that long walkway, past the mist that doesn't let you peer far back into it.

Could you have been the one? Was there a reason I fell for you just before the disaster was about to unfold, was the universe as always trying and I as always was not listening.

Oh its me and my purposelessness staring each other in the eye again. Midst the emptiness of a thousand miles, a hapless lost one all over again. 

Give me some light to guide me by, a little breeze to shoe my time by. Maybe a little something to hold on to, as I try to steer past these tides or maybe just loose myself in them, need either, cause I am done struggling with doldrums. 

All the love I needed to give, all the dreams I needed to fulfill, all the joy I was meant to share, its all bottled up within and it is corralling one moment and dying the other, and I quite don't know what to do with this anymore. 

My heart is also selfish, much like yours, so teach me too how to throw it all away. A hundred wile wishes and no wish fairies, I dance along with the shadows of swaying trees under the shining moon. A beat in my head and sweat on my brow, a spring in my step and a little shade of a smile on the lips. Nine to date and still the embers burn, must have been some fire.

And a pain came back, like an old time pal,
Ah the many long years, were just a little few hours separating us,
And I still was in that old mill office, and you still found me funny,
The giggle, the smile, my heart;
Oh how I wish this wasn't what it was to become,
Few starry nights of loving you, loosing myself bit by bit, darkness ripped by a bright shining dust of glitters, all just serenading dreams of drunken love.
Oh, how I wish to touch and hear you whisper again in darkened rooms.


Ek Sach

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