Monday, May 25, 2009

It was your light
That I followed...
Allowing me torrents of passion hammer at my heart,
Image frozen in my weary fogged brain,
Dream filled days vs sleepless nights,
Mental pacing from this spot of rest,
For I cannot move without the will,
Siphoned is my strength of purpose,
For all now is given out to you alone,
Yet you want not the attentions I'd give,
Still those passions rage unrelenting,
Fever running while systems shut down,
No bottled cure will repair this damage,
Only slight encouragement from your eyes,
I would bound to your side in a flash,
Take your hand within mine awaiting,
Attentive to your needs as well as wants,
Still your dark windows reveal nothing,
Here I shall remain watchful as time passes,
Never seeing the colours of sunrises nor sets,
Peace remaining elusive while longing remains,
Hints of glowing denied future giving torture,
All I'd give but for one warm finger's touch,
Sacrifices I should make for slightest embrace,
Surrender I would make complete on your whim,
Halting the passions hammering at my heart,
to show it...
For that...

I'll love you forever.


Ri said...

beautiful composition, air of dejectedness profound... u will find the light at the end of the journey.

SauRaV said...

sOmethinG.. i am liVinG thrOugh..
fEels likE i am seeinG mysElf,
stAnDing on thE sidelinE, hOpinG thAt hE, the chArctEr in thE poEm, is huGgeD anD kiss by his sunliGht fOr onCe anD evEr..

oOps i wEnt pOetic.. lol
nyC pOem bUddy..

Daniel Dragomirescu said...

Intersting poem.
Daniel D. PEACEMAN, writer and editor of
Contemporary Horizon Magazine

Soumya said...

Very emotional.

You :)

Anand Mohan said...

Full of emotions as always....fills u while going thru it with lots n lots of diff emotions....wonderful