A change

So I composed this proposal of a poem for someone YOU wouldn't want to know.

All this while I felt so blue
On the leaf of memories, like a suspended dew
Then you came along and my hopes renewed
We were made for each other, it felt so true.

Days passed and I was attracted to you
Each conversation was a story new
My dreams with your presence imbued
And my attraction with each interaction grew.

Out of the many guys there were few
Through whose compliments on cloud nine I flew
I realized with the dawn of emotions devoid of rue
Out of all possible possibilities, I had fallen for you.

So here pauses the story - I fell for you
The dawn of a love story depends on an answer true.

The point here is, this cannot be called a love poem. It isn't. It's something just above the veils of friendship. And for once, the emotions aren't imposing.





I discovered my emotional growth with this something I'd composed just casually.

I'm getting matured through this childish poetry. :D

Broken

To the deepest valleys I shall travel
To leave behind that love
That once shone bright as a flame
Now needs to be shoved.

Up on peaks and deep in the seas
I shall leave behind those feelings
But even under illusions of height and depth
It shall still retain its meaning.

Into the dark voids I shall throw
Everything that once gave pleasure
I shall dig the ground and bury my love
A long lost treasure.

I shall vow I'll never cross your path
Never be a hindrance
I shall be numb forever
Rather than a constant annoyance.

I shall deal with the separation
In any which way I can
I shall cease to try to prove
Our love still stands a chance.

I shall cease to hear you in every wind
Try not to see your face in everyone else's
I shall never again listen to the music
Never again recite those verses.

Someday these wounds would heal
And if they never do
I promise no matter how I be
There will exist a healed you.

A slight cut, that's all it takes
To end my life in a suicidal way
I need no hope, I need no support
It's easy, isn't it?
To die in a hole.

But what's difficult is to climb out
To leave the hole through the hard way
But I need hope, I need support
It's not easy, is it?
To live as a whole.

I stood an hour in the rain

I stood an hour in the rain
My hand stretched out
But you were never going to come
Loneliness was all it was about.

I stood an hour in the rain
Drenched to my bones
But you were never going to show
Oh! I should have known.

I stood an hour in the rain
The passersby looking pityingly
I didn't even have an umbrella
The rain pouring down relentlessly.

I stood an hour in the rain
Waiting with a hope long lost
I wished you would have given a glimpse at least
If never called.

I stood an hour in the rain
And at long last you showed
When my body lay there on the streets
You took away my soul.