you have walked
on these pebbled streets
closed your eyes
and breathed the scents of life
you have danced
on those dainty feet
opened your heart
and embraced the love
you have cried
and you have laughed
you have loved a lot
you have hated too
you have given a bit
you have taken a bit
and now i walk with you
on these pebbled streets
and on every street
and on every corner
you remind me
of the love you once had
the love that was thrown around
the love that nobody really cared for
i still walk with you
i still hold your hand
as you look back every second
at the love that is no more
at the love that was thrown around
i will still walk with you
i will still hold your hand
but don't be surprise
if you find yourself, one day
all alone, on that street of dreams
all alone, on a corner
with the past,
the present and the future
impossible to see, anymore
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These eyes are misted
This mind is twisted
Between the past and the future
There are black corroding thoughts my heart has been a prey to
There are regrets for the broken dream and the broken love
There are haunting memories in melancholic moments
with violence redoubled
But I hold your hand dear one, and lay my heart bare
to show my pain and dispair.
Into your hands I place my heart,
forever to you my grief I impart
knowing the past and the future will fade in time.
So I walk with you on these pebbled streets
And let you hold my hand to take all that is yours
Knowing that I’ll learn to give someday
When it becomes impossible to see the past, the present and the future
I’ll see it through your eyes.
are you the unforgiven?
good poem man..
Dreams come,I can feel you
You are in my brain
You disturbed me
You invoked the interest in me
And again ,I can feel you
You were with me
Your presence made me nostalgic
Your worries burried in my heart
Darent think without you
For my life was blandished
You held me in abeyance
For your face burnished me
You troubled,bubbled,plummeted me
I fell,broke my heart
Here I lie with you near me
But like an insane animal
Ask yourself.
hey, this is a comment for a previous post. You must read love in the time of cholera immediately. To think you haven't read it yet.. I read it recently and every nook and cranny of the book reminded me of you. (btw, I know u only through ur blog. Well, that's the image ur blog conveys. the eternal romantic..)
Zypsy this poem is a telling journey..I have enjoyed being taken some where far away from my own thoughts. Thanks for that .
anonymous: "There are regrets for the broken dream and the broken love"
in love, you never regret. and when you think too much of the past & what could have been, you lose everything that you have, now.
karthik: nice :-)
sita: you don't blog? well, i'm gonna finish the book tonight or tomorrow. and if you are talking about florentino artiza, lemme tell you, i'm not that romantic. i won't ever wait for the husband to die, i will just kidnap or elope with her :-)
ash: merci!! btw, i'm still waiting for a pic of the pierced navel and the tattoo, on your blog:-)
consise: good to see you again!!
pebbled streets are nice, i like 'em :)
very beautiful lines..
such poetry! such love!
such angst......
liked it alot
good post
blow: me too and i like them better in the evening. and if it's raining, much better:-)
black cat & onmyowntrip: thanks!!!
I never knew i still have the emotions left in me after two long years of anger,pain,tears,frustration, helplessness and lonliness.But when i read the lines here i knew my eyes were filled with tears.
Memories,how much they haunt us at times.
Every line here depicts those endless emotions a person goes through in the journey of life,in the course of loving someone,loosing it all and one day with a new HOPE a new journey starts.Strange are the ways of life.
The words were delicious to taste...need i say more?
alapana: hope you are on that NEW journey.
waves: thanks!! not really but you are always welcome to say more:-)
ash: oye...i was on a vacation, sort of:-)
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