Saturday, September 26, 2009

Heartbreak



Its cold outside,

And even colder inside...

Only the skin is burning

With the fever of love.

Its bleak out there,

Even bleaker in here.

Just thunderstorms

Striking from above.



An empty chest

Lost, in its own hollowness...

Hands grappling for

It knows not what.

It's bleeding

Yet there isn't any pain.

Because, ceaselessly

The guns have shot.



Get me together

Before I fall apart.

Let some music play

And drown the cries.

On the deserts,

Please shower some rain.

Give a reason

To open my eyes.



Hope, please stop:

Your game of hide and seek.

Just let some rest

Calm the troubled soul.

Don't touch the waters

Want no more ripples.

Does love need

An even greater toll?



This will not stay

For long now...

I can already hear

The heart beat shakily.

The storm will end

And love will win.

A new song again

Will chime happily...





P.S:This poem is dedicated to all those friends out there, who at some point of time or the other, have a broken heart and just need a few words to pick up the pieces...

6 comments:

Vishnu said...

nice..liked it very much... especially this para..
"Hope, please stop:
Your game of hide and seek.
Just let some rest
Calm the troubled soul.
Don't touch the waters
Want no more ripples.
Does love need
An even greater toll?"

we all thrive on tht hope..

Dyti Dawn said...

@vishnu...hey..thanx so much :)

mou said...

"The storm will end
And love will win.
A new song again
Will chime happily..."

my goodness!! it's simply great and more than that! i loved this...

RJ said...

mujhe sach main kuch nahi samjha...
donno ... y .. :(

rĂªve said...

wonderful composition.. right words with proper feelings..

Pushkar said...

I liked it very much!!!
really awesome....