(image by crilleb50)
With your thoughts in my mind
Waiting for you I sit here all day
I've been here since forever
I have the will but not the way
Its been really long since you left
How am I supposed to get over it
Time just paused that very second
On the day they lowered you into the pit
The land is no longer barren
Tiny flowers have began to sprout
Am I the only one frozen in time
I've begun to have my own doubt
My tongue hasn't said a word
The chirp of the bird is all I hear
The chimes of time do give me company
Ticking away without any fear
My walking stick has not walked a step
A part of me has been brutally torn
My clothes are covered in dust
Your memories are what I adorn
When will the melancholy end
How does this chapter close
Even if time does actually heal
What is the prescribed dose
~ Soumya
My goodness!!!!! Especially those last two lines. How did you come up with this??? amazing indeed!!!
ReplyDeleteThe image made me come up with this. Glad you liked it :)
DeleteWOW. :)
ReplyDelete:)
DeleteThanks!
ReplyDeleteSoulful indeed!
ReplyDeleteThank you Sir!
Deletelast 2 lines... u nailed it!
ReplyDelete*a tight hug!* :)
Thanks :)
DeleteHugs!
"My clothes are covered in dust
ReplyDeleteYour memories are what I adorn" loved this line, soulful really is the perfect word I was deeply moved by your beautiful poem
Alas, time is a doctor who heals without prescription. So, bear with it, because what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. :)
ReplyDeleteBlasphemous Aesthete
Time is the doctor? I thought it was the medicine :)
Deleteloved the dosage of time.. beautiful
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
Deletevery touching lines.. I could imagine a man who had spent decades with his lover and now shes dead and then I saw the image ! Bang on it was
ReplyDeleteThanks maith, glad you liked it!
Delete"When will the melancholy end
ReplyDeleteHow does this chapter close
Even if time does actually heal
What is the prescribed dose"
Loved these lines.. :)
Melancholy, indeed. Good poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sue :)
DeleteIt's such a beautiful poem. It moves you, the depth in each line is amazing. I generally don't share my work on my friends' blog but just wanted to share this poem I wrote 2 years back. Somewhat similar to yours. And I absolutely loved the way you have written the line flowers grow here now.
ReplyDeleteRead this -
I liked everything to be perfect;
Until one day I found.
Some poems don’t rhyme,
Some words don’t weigh,
And some smiles always fade.
Unlike some happy faces,
These lips are now closed.
Drowned in the flood of tears,
They lost their abode.
Can I curse him?
For leaving me in the lurch.
Without even saying a word,
Abandoned me in this never ending search.
A plateau of concrete,
Has his name with 'dates.'
Symphonies created by his memory,
Play low-key on my fate.
Each morning I bathe myself,
Then walk bare-feet, muddling my toes.
Inching towards my place of solace,
I decorate his name with a rose...
Your poem has unparalleled charm.
Oh wow Saru, these are some brilliant lines here. I almost shed a tear :')
DeleteThank you so much for your kind words, but I feel that your words here have more soul than mine.
lovely one by Saru.
DeleteTime just paused that very second
DeleteOn the day they lowered you into the pit
These lines gave me goosebumps. Such deep longing for the beloved.
Thank you Ma'm. But Saru's poem over shadows mine :)
DeleteI've fallen in love with the way you write. No kidding!!
ReplyDeleteAwww. Thanks darling!
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