Another Ode.

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It looks so fresh...the memories that haunt...
A long lost poem and a picture that taunts...
Reminding of a story...a story that failed..
A few letters today...still cried and wailed...

She was there...she still is there...
She made me smile...thats all i care...
She never left...I can feel her still...
My empty self...she nurtures and fills...

She had promised...she would stay...
Linger in my mind...all night and day..
Yet her smile...so fresh in mind...
And yet her thoughts...makes me blind.

How could I forget...the last smile of hers...
And she closed her eyes...to the skies and star...
She just smiled once and closed her eyes..
Never she waited...for cries and goodbyes...

She'll be the one...till fate makes us meet..
And I'll write her a poem...which will be so sweet...
I'll never let her leave..no matter whats the price...
To love...and to be loved...it always feels so nice...

I give up.

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This story will end one day...
with lies and hatred cold in heart..
with no more colors but shades of Grey.
with smears of blood..more than art...


I tried to live a normal life...
smiled,laughed and loved ...like all..
but the shadows whispered 'bout a knife..
and reminded me of my fall...


I'm so tired of being fake...
trying to be one with light..
i tried and died..for your sake..
i lost...i gave up..in this fight.


Its so much peaceful with the dark...
the silence calls me...and makes me high...
my final epitaph..cuts and mark...
calls of darkness..." A. Goodbye"...

Epitaph...

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As i walk down...aisles of Anaon..
I Forgive you my friend...
Long lasting hatred made...
painful echoes of the end..

The epitaph carved on my stone...
my poems wasted long ago...
the ink and sorrows had dried today...
sinking in oblivion..painful and slow...

The pyre calls the shadow again...
and burns it with woeful sighs...
My shadows sparks and turns to ash..
I hate myself for all my lies...

Remember me..for i had laughed..
Though faked it..stuffed and shoved..
Remember me...my only friend...
for I too had lived and loved!!!!!

Mr. A ...Goodbye..

Photograph taken by the Author of this Blog.

After a painful period of wordlessness...and silence...i tried to break the chain of silence by a very naive and immature stroke of pen..dont know...they'll come back like before or not...but it felt good


I pick up my pen again....
hoping that something might flow...
Long since they've abandoned me...
leaving me....strangely hollow.

I dont have words...its dark for me...
All the colors seems to have drained..
Theres no water...no blood in me...
But my soul and self is stained...

Some voices cry inside of me...
They had lots of words to say...
But i have no fire to ignite them all...
My hand lies..cold..numb and grey...

"Where have you been all these long?"
"Can't you see he is about to die?"
"All these while you dreamt away...
They kept on waving..."Mr. A. Goodbye!"....