Friday, 10 December 2010

A land of no memories

Don't disturb me in my silences
I will most likely be painting
A montage of the last movie I saw
Intertwined with my own memories

The songs I've listened to
play out themselves
on silent summer noons
echoing your voice

I hurt, I bleed
and yet there is a dream
that tugs me on
to a distant moment.
Of pain.

I lose you sometimes
in a dense fog
and I run direction-less
on a dark misty road

Incoherence sets in
just the moment before
I was supposed to meet you
at a place of no co-incidences

Let me go
to a land of no memories
the road is very difficult
and I love you


GURUMAYA said...

Nice.... very adorable

mridula pradhan said...

very nice.

Pratibha Katiyar said...

Liked it!

मीनाक्षी said...

Today ...on ur b'day i got chance to see ur wonderful poem.. when reader feel its his or her thoughts or feelings..means u did magic... Happy birthday to u.... God bless u...

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हस्तक्षेप said...

reassurances came still...
reassurances came still...
if its posible to live without breathing,
only then its possible to live wilthout the memories of ur love.
Is it a sin to remember you..
i wud indulge,
its dearer to me than life!