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Morning lost,
and I think the entire universe is alone
If not by your arms,
if not by your words,
then hold me by your sight
for long and forever,
and yes, for just a moment longer
Tell me, what good are these dreams,
when they are made of glass
and the eyes that seek them, made of stone?
What if you couldn’t see the morning’s grey,
and what if I ceased to exist?
Nothing dies forever, death is just another moment
when souls depart their broken skin
and levitate towards the unseen.
So don’t let me carry your tears in my hands
because I know they drowned a long time ago
in sorrows of someone else's eyes.
But tell me of that face
that hides behind the surface of nostalgia
that I worship and long to see.
Or perhaps my deeds are far too intense
for you to devour a moment of happiness?
So let me bid thee adieu now
for incomplete verse is worth far more
than story that has reached its end.

12-Nov-2006

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Two million years and a few hours
I have known you my love
You burnt me while I watched you
and you burnt all those pages
that carried our misery.
I chased you back while you hid away
and watched me search for my end.
You taught me how to run.
You taught me how to burn.
But you forgot to teach me how to die
and here I am with colourless depth of my eyes.
I am obsessed and I am dying
but I am not dead.
I am beautiful and I am smiling
but I am not happy.
Yes it has been
two millions years and a few hours
in pages of our burnt story
wanting to be written again,
wanting to be risen again
from depths of my sketch
that you own now.
Yes, I gifted you a picture of a picture, framed.
The answers lied behind sealed
for your eyes only
Did you care to look?
Did you care to burn how I have?
Yes it has been
two millions years and a few hours
and I am stilling burning.

11-Nov-2006

Inside of Me

I carried your indifference
Inside of me
Long silent curtains
Swaying back and forth
But you did not look
What was inside.
Oh Asima, where did you go?
So far is the distance
Yet it knocks on my door on every whisper
That echoes your name
I carried your unspoken words
Inside of me
Melancholy symphonies of a long journey
That you were yet to take
But you did not know then
You were too busy planning out my own fate
Alone.
I carried your regrets
Inside of me
Winding snakes of guilt
Beckoning you away from me
And you poisoned yourself
Leaving me searching for a cure
Now I carry your disease
Inside of me
Spitting out your sins
On others who do not deserve
But I am you
and I am all else that killed me

07-Nov-2006