Broken

I broke down today

Over the thread of joy that lay barren

On my war struck heart's ground

Tears dried up inside

There were so many things to hide

Some mountains built of mole hills

Some rivers of rain drops

Some flowers strewn in between rides

to nowhere but the path inside

All along I knew - 'This is just a dream'

So was She

many years ago

When she walked away from my arms to another

And life had never been the same

Till I found my thread of joy

Over one drunk state of life

I hollered

The unsaid was heard

That was it

The dream began

And amongst all the nothingness

Little did I know

I had grown young

and the hardened heart tender

Unconditional

Unperturbed

but it was not to be

Every dream wakes to reality

I woke up a

morning with the essence of the thread of joy

Breaking to pieces

And I collect the shards of memories

Not weaker

but stronger

Because I have a promise to keep

To be where I have been left

with the same smile

the same spirit

the same heart

Tender

Young

Never ageing in the day or dark!

The first draft came from the heart... I will not say anything more. I have no punctuations left...

Today anger overtook love,

Temperament assaulted patience,

Love stood where it was.

It does not know to fight back,

So it decided to wait,

Where it stood!

Anger is volatile,

Love eternal.

So it stood under the tree

Waiting!

:) Sigh!!! I guess I have grown with time!!!

An Absent Presence!

In a moment fraught with your lingering presence

I miss the absence

Time would never be the same

But, yet it moves,

Dragging the moments,

With the pace,

I cannot keep up with.

So I wait under your shadow,

Waiting for everything to stand still.

Watch time pass by,

Waiting for the unheard emotion of the heart,

To pronounce the unpronounced,

To see the unseen!

All for a moment fraught with your presence,

Where I can feel the absence,

Of everything else but you!