deep set red eyes
lurking on a cursed
tortured soul,
feeding on thoughts of recluse
drained of exhaustion
letting go of the pain
reliving old wounds
whirring of an old ceiling fan
indicating time..
not bothering to stop
not horrified...
peacefully moving on
too broken to notice..
a tightening embrace
slowly healing..
eyes sting with tears
an ache longing to be released..
fade in....
fade out..
7 comments:
Thts sooo very gothic...i loved this one; i've written 1 or 2 poems..but nothin of the sort of class that your poems've got...they're just aweomse!!!
n yea, thanks for visiting my space, really appreciate it. have updated it once more....
n if u're there on orkut, please join the community named Goth. its for people of gothic thoughts like urs. i m d moderator, needless to say.
Once more, thanks for visiting, will be visiting ur space in detail over time, n will leave more comments for d other entries...
Theek ho na!!!
Havent heard anything from you, and now suddenly this.
Beautiful painting though.
Fir khamosh ho! La-ilahi yeh maajra kya hai?
@ashay: Thanks for coming here ..I am glad you liked this, but i dont necessarily think that these are gothic thoughts..
@aakaash: jawab mein main kya kahun..
sawaal to La-ilahi se kiya hai apne
Sawaalon se humne jaana
jo chuppi ne tha sahaa
Tumhein sab kuch maana
Tumko khuda kaha
the words are depressing...
hope you are fine...
Yahaan bhi sannata! Bahut kaam hai?
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