Eternity

Every moment we live is transitory. They are born to die, to be cast away into an unknown and unfathomable abyss. Yet some moments leave a residue. They continue to live and exist in our memory, our soul. We relish them and go back to them again and again till they seep and breathe life into every pore of our existence. Like fantasies they heal us. They are our treasures, our eternal songs. And yet they are ephemeral. But then so are we�

Wishes

..a small little place in some unnoticed corner; the few words you left unspoken; those pages you tore away with unwritten thoughts; the unlived half dreams; feelings you always cloaked; the colour of your smile; some quiet moments in your album; that solitary walk to the past; the drop of tear that glistened in the dark; that glance before you turned to go, forever; your name on my epitaph; and the scarf you wore that day...

Craving

ah..
the ache of an unspoken emotion
the invincible desires
the solitude of a lonely night
the silence of longing
the uncertain promises
the searching eyes
the smudged words
the restless wait
the acquaintance of hope
ah..
the stigma of love