Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Unsaid

when we started when we ended

life is to short to realize

hard rain falls

making some laugh and some cry

as the clouds pass by in your eyes

 

hold on to the hands which belongs

to some known yet unknown

who doesn’t ask for more

who never makes the tears feel real

 

grief is yours anger is his to share

eyes remain wet bodies still warm

life keeps changing hollowness achieved

darkness wished but lights remain turned on

pages crossed for him but who reads it first

he who forms illusions in his head

those illusions you want to live in

he tries to forget whatever was meant

for no one opens up

the door is still locked tight

 

you know what eyes say while blinking

what gestures shout while touched in secret

then why this wall exists where silence rules

alone the days passed in arms not in embrace

nights passed laughing with no tears to shed

 

should the step be taken forward

should it fall back

or should hearts remain

uncovered forever.

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