Abandoned

The pain in the voice had someone felt,

Fall from grace, a day was ,hope wept,

Modesty, why art thou so close to the heart!

Behind quiet faces are such depths kept.

Strength corrupts but does weakness melt,

The price of honor of humanity bereft,

A day was it or providence so cold,

In the heart of man,the ugly animal left.

For I overheard dead men tell no tales,

Of lechery, the school of vile art,

In the arms of despair, hope pales,

Wanton abandon was my part.

On providence

Thoughts I have had, past and clear,
Blunders done ,scars I now bear,
Leaves have fallen, riding the fall,
Hating the dreams, heeding the call.
How I wish, you could see me now,
Walking the dreams, feeling the droll.
Someone wake me, please ask me now.
Procrastination,darkness was my call.
Listening to reason, failing to heed,
Blind to the signs, doubt to breed,
Searching, craving for what was mine,
Behind closed walls, the mist and wine.
How I wish,we were never apart,
Without the dark, love in the heart,
Oh I have but a life to remember,
A lonely grave and a life to depart.

Steps

What is it to see people grow !
Then you wonder at heart if it is so true
Grow she has but the innocence stays
Memories walk in the strangest ways.

As strangers we walked the wildest dreams,
At crossroads, separate road we did pass,
Different ways, why do they then cross,
In vain I have tried my steps to retrace.

On the past

"To love,To suffer,To think is to seek poetry."



Why do two suffer, when one would suffice,

Loving in moments, a lifetime's surmise.

Watery eyes have a debt to collect,

Time will turn and love resurrect.



Too much that was pristine is ravaged,

Too little, that was precious saved,

So much is lost , so little gained,

For others folly our hearts have pained.



Hopes and dreams have had a lot to say,

Hearts bleed, staring at each passing day,

Our lives our emotions kept at a bay,

Now let them lead their lives as they may.



Of us, a lot of questions were asked,

Quiet, patient, a lot we did pass,

For others, accursed lives have we led,

Fighting the dreams, crying to the bed.

To a new hope

"To love,To suffer,To think is to seek poetry."

Why do two suffer, when one would suffice,

Loving in moments, a lifetime's surmise.

Watery eyes have a debt to collect,

Time will turn and love resurrect.

Too much that was pristine is ravaged,

Too little, that was precious saved,

So much is lost , so little gained,

For others folly our hearts have pained.

Hopes and dreams have had a lot to say,

Hearts bleed, staring at each passing day,

Our lives our emotions kept at a bay,

Now let them lead their lives as they may.

Of us, a lot of questions were asked,

Quiet, patient, a lot we did pass,

For others, accursed lives have we led,

Fighting the dreams, crying to the bed.