As you left me standing in the cold,
I started thinking about memories old.
They... Once made of gold
Now hold...
No value in my heart.
You have taken my heart apart.
**I am but left...
To scramble for scattered remnants.
A vessel bereft,
Of its erstwhile tenants...
On my knees...
Picking up pieces with sombre gait.
Mind only sees...
An fallen dance with the ghosts of late.**
As I begin with a clean slate,
I can't imagine so much hate.
For someone who I loved...
I try and push your memory away
But in the effort I sway.
It is too much to bear...
I'd give anything to hear...
Another I love you,
From you.
What happened when we were together
Our bond...
Was supposed to last forever,
But now it's just an echo of memories fond.
**These young initial steps that I take...
Will eventually hasten in pace.
Leaving behind the scars that ache,
And embrace the new breeze that cradles my face.**
Vardaan Nayar
ryn
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 10:33 AM UTC
As you left me standing in the cold,
I started thinking about memories old.
They... Once made of gold
Now hold...
No value in my heart.
You have taken my heart apart.
**I am but left...
To scramble for scattered remnants.
A vessel bereft,
Of its erstwhile tenants...
On my knees...
Picking up pieces with sombre gait.
Mind only sees...
An fallen dance with the ghosts of late.**
As I begin with a clean slate,
I can't imagine so much hate.
For someone who I loved...
I try and push your memory away
But in the effort I sway.
It is too much to bear...
I'd give anything to hear...
Another I love you,
From you.
What happened when we were together
Our bond...
Was supposed to last forever,
But now it's just an echo of memories fond.
**These young initial steps that I take...
Will eventually hasten in pace.
Leaving behind the scars that ache,
And embrace the new breeze that cradles my face.**
Vardaan Nayar
ryn
This poem was possible only becuase of the talent of my friend ryn...thanks a ton man
