Rings of Smoke

These poems do not live: it's a sad diagnosis.

questions?

Posted on | March 1, 2008 | 1 Comment

another night,

and another dream within a dream,

of hazy memories,confused words and faceless faces,

in a swirl of half remembered names and half forgotten desires,

i come across you face again,

skewing my feelings again…

gauche,i stare into empty spaces,

wondering,wanting to feel your touch again,

hear you voice,sweet raindrops tinkling on glass,

and breath the fragrance of those hair wrapping my face,

i want to see you again,with these empty eyes,i dream..

but never again,

it will always be me,lifting my face and screaming to the skies,

facing voids and watching uncertainty and loss waft in bottomless pits,

stretching my hands across ,

trying to touch things across unbridgeable distances…

i lost,and those dreams are reminders,

of the fallacy of reason,

pedantic words do not fill any wounds,and scars stretch taut over open cuts,

as i seek to live and differentiate it,

from living..

the faceless face that appears in closed eyes,

i know it is you,calling out to me,

as troubled and unhappy as i am,

smiling false smiles,picking daily moment by moment on the love we had,

soaking in the bittersweet pain of a scab removed,

exposing an old wound..

wondering,puzzled,exhausted,why reason has no answers,

to life’s biggest question-

how to live?

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One Response to “questions?”

  1. Aditi
    March 7th, 2008 @ 12:24 pm

    Do you really wish to forget love?Even pain enriches our soul and makes who we are so that we can be more human.
    What you need is solitude and self-dependence, not lonliness.

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