It was a failed love affairYet she stayed,
indefinitely.
Every night the same music will play
watching wide in the distance
far away,
imprisoned
with thoughts of the past,
burdened with memories,
Wishing for freedom,
but ashamed of asking for it.
She reminds me of someone
may be its you,
but its difficult to accept
a new presence
When one's used to absence.
There's a hesitation,
a battle
between you and new.
Someone will loose
either
You / Memories
or
New / Feelings
This in a way is continuation of the soliloquy 'When will I wake and stray',
http://shashankchauhan.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-will-i-wake-up-and-stray.html
http://shashankchauhan.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-will-i-wake-up-and-stray.html
3 comments:
Shashank, find a bunch of friends who dig music and turn your poetry into songs. Who knows - maybe the dark words will bring forth light in the form of music !
-PeAcE
--WiTh
---GuNs
Ha Ha Ha
Thanks gun, not sure if they deserve such an attention :)
BTW r u on orkut, may b it will b easier to b in touch that way.
I'll find you on Orkut this evening.
As for the suggestion, theres no harm in trying, is there? Theres always a bunch of wannabes who would like to turn into a REAL band. The thing these people miss the most is a lyricist. Maybe you can fill the gap for someone.
-PeAcE
--WiTh
---GuNs
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