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Once More


Just another image to add on my obsession
half the time i think its due to my love for dawn i dont end up sleeping all night
just to experience it again
its a different feeling every time.

Dawn


Somehow dawn and dusk are the most enriching periods of my day
i just love the sight of the sun slowly dying out or rising up from the point that is horizon for us but thats not the point, for its never the point.
Our horizons after all, like 




DAWN


Give me a new line
A new beginning where i start afresh
Away from the gloomy sky
Towards a new dawn__
Twillight
signals the change
the heart is merely dismayed
NO.
It hasn't given up
Night stretches itself today
but twillight must enter
through the white clouds
Pale against the purple sky,
Mellow not angry,
beautiful yet scary.


The journey is a herculean one
Do not despair
Dawn awaits.

For Vincent

whose starry nights still holds the charm it had when i had first seen it some 8-9 years back
for vincent who lost it for the right reasons

Again...

two neverending days
of incessant rain
and finally the sight of the full blue sky
radiant blue and clear white clouds
with no rains to bear
assorted hue

the insane within craves for an opening
sanity no longer controls
my heart and soul
when do i get to reach
the open sky

and try the wings i had of you ?


VAIN...

Vain attempts to evoke a dead soulFamiliar cries of anguishAnd the feeling of a large gaping holeThe dismemberment ,Parts of one unified wholeLike the million pieces of glassA moment after its fallNo time to pick upNor a second to look backIn a moment one changesAnd dons another roleA new face , fresh expressionsNew words .new talk, new ways and needsNewer expectations tooAn upheld hand amongst the muted numbersAnd the moment of silenceFollows...And seemed like it would never endEternity.

Awake for the third consecutive night

Night,
And the restlessness of sleepless souls
The spookiness of lack of sleep
Two more pills might help the cause.

Silence,
that pervades all
Deafening,Painful,Wretched,Miserable.
The ticking of one's heartbeat
Loud and clear like a gong.

Darkness,
Pitchblack,visible,middling bad
That eats up, gnawing the vigilant soul.

vain attempts

finally i give in
after holding on for so long and not being part of the rat-race
finally i give in
so here goes