Friday, June 19, 2009

REQUIEM FOR AN APOLOGY.

Time to let go!
Time to forget!
But not yet the time to be forgiven?
Broken heart, dried up tears...
Memories clouding the long lost years;
Words of love, hope turning into fear.
Nothing left to say...Just
Wish you were here...

Under the naked sky,
Sun-dried tears, incomplete dreams and a hopeless sigh;
You will never again let me try.
Though I'll never have you near,
wish you were here...

Old school of broken dreams;
Lost promises and forgotten hymns
Deserted corridors and the unclimbed stair,
Wish you were here...

1 comment:

Srini said...

My tears have dried up - literally, almost - but the following line amidst the others stood out. I can feel it... still...

But then as a friend of my ex used to say "The poison is its own cure!" The interpretation I derive from it is simple... beyond a point when you hold onto pain, it weakens.

Cheers... all the best!



"Words of love, hope turning into fear."