Wednesday, 20 August 2014

Beyond

Cradled among the misty mountains, 
Silence gushing from the still fountains,
A place, where words die before they are born,
I gather the strewn thoughts,tattered and torn.

Where the fragrance of the fleeing Sun lingers,
There I escape,to listen to  wandering singers,
I watch the dusk preparing for the night,
As the stars,stretch and yawn in the fading light.

Everyday they swallow me, the visions galore,
I look for walls to hide behind and break no more,
My screams travel to a land of corpses,
The stench of death wafts,my breath,on its track, pauses.

I hold on to the dark,lest,it too betrays my fist,
My pregnant desires scared,turn and twist,
They hear a beastly storm come to life,
The monstrous Reason,rush,flashing it's glittering knife.

Abandoned by Death,I stand at 
Life's door, shivering,
Impotent Mercy, frail and helplessly quivering.
On my shoulder tapped,the Moon on the passing,
Asked,"Do you wait? Or alone,through this icy desert travelling?"

 "Have you no hand to hold,
Have'nt you ever been souled?"
My silence spoke loud and clear,
They said volumes,my breaths sheer.

"That door is shut on the replies,
They'll hasten,for time flies,"
The eerie silence broken,the Moon laughed, 
But his eyes dimmed,after they had, for a moment flashed........

He sailed away,leaving me rooted,
The why, swirling in the pool of thought , 
The soul knows,but by the heart muted, 
Perhaps,I'll know,when, on the other side of death I'll be, by Life sought!

Chandni















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