03 July 2008

Guten Nacht

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I don't Know why i feel so sleepy..

So distinctly irksome..
What posses my self..
Why i've become so numb!!!

I am tired...
I need time to repose..
Wake me up when you see
Blood Dripping from the rose!!!

I'm a sacrosanct..
in this abatttoir called 'Life'
the music is unknown..
but i'm the master of the fife...

I feel myself floating..
in the nimbus of lies,
My wrists are manacled
I want to break all ties!!!

In this distant vale so dark..
I am so happily lost..
Somebody sell me Love..
tell me Whats the cost??

Its finally time for me..
to close my eyes and heart...
and slowly whisper those painless words...
My Friend..."Guten Nacht"...

5 whispers that i heard....:

lady of blah said...

....*silence*...*a sigh*.....*silence again*.....we feel it too.....lovely piece of work...

hello said...

ei to amader skuler kobi but ato dukho kisher
gr8 writings, keep writing best of luck for it

Satadru said...

Maha kobiguru akash da.

Arijit...getting weird ideas!!! said...

THESE, WITHOUT DOUBT, ARE SOME OF THE FINEST POEMS I HAVE COME ACROSS. THESE ARE NOT ONLY PROFOUND, BUT THEY ALSO REFLECT THE SOLITUDE AND MELANCHOLY OF SOMEONE WHO IS LONELY, SUM ONE WHO FEELS LEFT ALONE (I DO HOPE AKASH IS NOT THE LONELY PERSON). IF I AM NOT TOO WRONG, THESE COULD WELL BE THE MANIFESTATIONS OF THE GOTHIC STREAK IN MY FRIEND, AKASH. WHATEVER BE IT, I REALLY LIKE THEM!

Amlan Guha said...

Two questions:
1) Why did your friend act like such a jerk?
2) Why didn't he think about going out with both the gals?