Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood

I don't need to explain my love
Nor ever mouth my loss,
For i know you know too
The beats that carry my heart.
Why must we ever be apart
Over doubts and conceits? 
I yearn for one syllable,
Of your lost voice,
Plunge in distant memories
Retrieve those primordial moments
Now gathered in misty mazes
And hazed histories.

Each moment of mine suffers
Under unlikely impressions
Of your departed presence.
I question the lamenting past
To retrieve the passages
Of glorious,sunlit yesterdays.
You own the coming future,
Own the might to make it right.
Weak are those who break bonds
Over pebbles of a hungry stream.
Come back and linger with me
Till the die is cast and breaths last.

1 comment:

  1. hey!!!
    this is a really meaningful and readable work of urs.
    though its again too sad and heart rending ....
    but why do u have to write distressing and sad poems????

    seems like u are affected by some sorta grief..or something.
    bt i like the last two lines-
    "Come back and linger with me
    Till the die is cast and breaths last"
    waiting to read something that is exotic.:)