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His love was
this non demanding
kind of silent presence
That did not seek attention
That did not seek acknowledgement
That did not fight for lime light
in her heart
That did not compete
to hold her, to hug her
That did not seek to be captured
in photographs with her
That did not seek pedestals

His presence in her life was always there
Yet with a distance
that he did not seek to concur
His presence in her life
was like the sun
Always afar....Always ablaze
Yet warmed her world, Nevertheless

And part of her died
Turning in to crystals of ice
With Sharp edges, cold
That would externally thrive
Inside her......When the sun died
I drove fast
As if it's the last time
That I'd get a chance
To see you

My heart heavy
with pain dulled
The last things
that saw You alive
The last things
that were near You..

With teary eyes
I let you go
Reminiscing...
About all the lost moments
That I could've happily
Exchanged, in your place
This is about selling my late father's surveying equipment.
I have this timid fear
To let you go alone anywhere
Without me, to places not near
Driving far, in fifth gear

I'm afraid to let you go alone
A selfish fear,that I'd be alone
If something happens as you drive along
I won't be there to face
the same fate, wrong

So I try to tag along
To long drives, I don't belong
Cos it's to you that I belong
To share the same fate,
however wrong
At the break of the new dawn
I walk the sea shores
waves caressing my feet
as you used to kiss me

I think of the days gone by
when i was not alone
Know that I miss you
Like an island missing the sea shore
Let me color your path with flowers
Delicate as the feet that touches
As you find your way to my heart
The wilderness that knows no other heart.

Let me color your path with flowers
to remind you of the bygone summers
where I longed for your warm colors
waiting,knowing the love,you now offers
You remind me of all the things I want to forget
All the things written on pages turning shades
The wilted flowers that ones bloomed bright
In my hand when you were mine

I set them ablaze, set them aflame
set them free, the memories of fate
Though i let go the withering flower bouquet
I know, I am still at your feet
I wish I can let my self flee
free from the labels defining me
be one with the great infinity
transcending this normality.
I wish I can let my self flee
free these shackles binding me
I know I'm not alone in this spree
take my hand, come join with me
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