Saturday, October 04, 2008

U N T I T L E D

What more wrong can I do?
What more pain can I cause you?
...and what shall be the extent of our lies?
I loved where we were headed to...
...and I was beginning to believe in myself.
Yes, I stayed up all night praying for you
but I didn’t know...
...you want me to stay up for another million nights
and you want to sleep in this noise of my thoughts
where the distance is measured in light years
where my fingers cannot touch my silence
and where you expect me,
...to keep shouting with my unspoken words
while I dream that I may find God,
and when I do find him, I ask him for only you;
other times, I am wandering in my sleep without purpose.
So tell me, what wrong have I done to you,
when my words cannot even touch you?

04 October 2008

2 comments:

Unknown said...

Sounds so deep and cutting. The line “I loved where we were headed to…” and “I stayed up all night praying for you” – very directional and hopeful.

It’s very abstract, like a paradigm of poetry untowards its own… it mentions spirituality (God and prayer), a bit like Rumi.

One has to be careful sometimes though in this type of raw, emotive poetry that it does not get confused in overusage and carriage of emotions.

Overall, a beautiful and resilient poem talking about the difficulty of communicating in relationships at times. To me it shows some difficulty in an intimate relationship, with perfunctory arguments that inevitably arise and yet wanting to be together in harmony, when two souls pray together; and not being able to come to a happy medium or plane.

Anonymous said...

if i dont say something i will die in guilt. this is one of the most astounding posts i have read to date. i find it hard to relate with someone i dont even know sitting miles away from me and yet so closely bonded with my feelings and the essence of me.

abstract is my thing. as an artist i have always been an addict of abstration. i love the rawness and the direct emotions that casts a spell on me totally. wish i could share it with someone special but that some ceased sometime ago. i wish he were around.

keep writing please. you are for sure gifted!