Monday, July 25, 2011

Despair


Life takes me as it desires.. like a wild river..
Striking me in the wild stones..
Throwing me down out of the blue..
Raising me gradually that I miss to taste success until I fall down again
Then, I am left with pain to endure and not the past success to reminisce
People say we were born alone and die alone but we don’t live alone..
Every one needs some one to hold on to like an anchorage
I needed you…. to let me be still momentarily and enjoy
I wanted you to hold my hands and say that you are here and
walk with me through those hard times
Was that so much to ask?
Why didn’t you come then…

Don’t name it affection.. the meaning is lost..
Don’t call it friendship.. as I seek you only in pain..
Don’t call it lust.. the purity is lost..
Don’t call it infatuation..I never wanted u just for myself..
Nor am I jealous when you are with others..
Does it need to be defined.. Don’t we know what it is..
Are you clueless still, then
Call it a selfish desire of a girl to hold on to you when in pain
I try to reach you… to melt down in your hands
Still you never come for me..

Are all my restless longing.. going off worthless
Why is that I find myself alone in the turbulence of life..
Do you want me to resolve it myself?
Why don’t you come to me God with just a ray of hope?
So that I would desire to live a little longer..
Rather than carry on like holding a heavy animal carcass on my back?

14 comments:

  1. despair i agree.. but not so much as to lose the desire to live longer:)
    keep writing..best wishes

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  2. Hi Pygma.. he he..! Don’t worry its just desperate.. Not scary desperate.. yet! ;-)

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  3. Some relationships are purer than the common feelings man knows...

    loved these lines...

    Don’t name it affection.. the meaning is lost..
    Don’t call it friendship.. as I seek you only in pain..
    Don’t call it lust.. the purity is lost..
    Don’t call it infatuation..I never wanted u just for myself..
    Nor am I jealous when you are with others..
    Does it need to be defined..

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  4. Hey GWSP.. you are rite..! its complicated... :)
    Thanks a lot for the encouragement..!

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  5. I love the beginning of the poem,life does as it desires. A little sad but every word worth reading!

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  6. Hi Saru.. thanks a lot..! Happy that u liked it.. couldn't help with the melancholy... :)

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  7. The essence of excruciating loneliness is well expressed...I liked the metaphor of wild river...keep going:-)

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  8. Hey Nasnin.. Bit late this time!! :) Thank you dear.. I just wrote in mixed feeling.. happy that the post is not confusing.. ..

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  9. Yeah I was a bit busy dear....exams, seminars...that's why:-)

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  10. I rode with it.. beautiful melancholy! Nice post...

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  11. Hey Nasnin.. Hope u did well.. waiting for more updates from u da..

    Hi Dee.. thanks a lot for visiting and for encouraging.. It does mean a lot when thoughts connect!!

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  12. Hi KP,

    Enjoyed reading this...nice exploration...

    "Was that so much to ask?
    Why didn’t you come then…"

    That "you" will definitely come, just pray that that "you" does not leave...that pain is a wee bit tougher...

    Hey KP, enjoy reading you...pls keep writing,
    Arjun

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  13. Hey Arjun.. thank you..
    look at you.. sitting some where and reading between the lines.. :)
    Let me just say that "That you is not the one you, that you thought is the you..."
    Got it????? he he

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  14. As always, very well expressed. :)

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