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They exist in our minds
A scourge behind the face of man
Hold us in cages of our own making
Torture us with anxieties and lies
Warping us to thing
We don't want to be

How much better would it be
To see the world without their eyes
Live without the walls
Or at least, not be alone
To have just one
And to set the example
For others to be

Let the demons out
Maybe love
Will slow them down
In the deepest hole
Filled with more
Buried deep

Set me free
Let it go
Be filled with
And to finally
Give it back
Love
Once upon a time
A man planted two trees
Maybe a symbol
To a lover, a history lost
Maybe just because

I bought the house
And the trees came with
Grown and strong
First apart and then adjoined
At their base, they were separate
By time, they joined
Leaning on each other

Their strength was together
Withering many storms
Winds that crashed
All too many others
And they were the last I owned

One day they fell, some fool
Brought nails, too early on
Pegged a sign, maybe for some yard sale
And the nail was planted
But they grew around
Thought, together
Thought they were strong

But the trees felt rot
It crept right in
They had ignored the wedge
Guilt and rot set in
And, together they fell

Their roots, I found
Together, tangled and proud
I couldn't tell, one from another
So close they had grown
How broken they ripped
The trees were close
Almost just as one

The greatest trial they faced
And that bit of nail
Rusted and brown
A storm like no other
Brought them both down

One fell away, another the other
Both against even the wind
The great storm, just another
They broke at the nail
Created by another
Such a small thing
But never recovered
It was just like any other sunny day,
Everything the same.
The same lazy mornings,
Shuttling through the signals,
And we meet,
To make me realize
It is not just like any other sunny day!!!

And you go,

"Perhaps this is the last time we meet"

And along with you went

My sleep,  yes,
Am an insomniac now..
My smile,  yes,  
Been so long my ****** muscles relaxed..
My joy, yes,  
Joy is just a word now..
My heart,  yes,
Am just a creature now..
My brain, yes,
I can't think anymore..
My senses, yes,
I can't feel anymore..
And above all,
My soul, and yes,
I don't live anymore..

And you thought,

IT WAS JUST YOU WHO LEFT!!
I know well,  what was received is more than what was lost.. Perhaps I'll find words to describe the times we lived too!!  May not today,  may not tomorrow,  but some day before I Quit...
 Aug 2014 shadow girl
Nandini
Stranger I have roads in my eyes ,
The cement lies wet in solitude
Your footprints it waits to imprint

I robbed the sun from the world
In my eyes the sunflowers turn to him

On the sides I planted
Honeydew and daffodils
Their fragrance bids goodbye
to linger on my window sills

Come stranger visit them someday
While you resist your world to be on my way
Some lines I spilled thinking about the strange times ...
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