I wrote her name upon the sand .........

I Wrote her name upon the sand

and came a wave and washed it away

And then i wrote it with another hand

ashore a wave a took it away ...

The remains of the past left in the strands

this time it brought with it her smell
her name fragrated the sea ,my world

i learned then i couldn't breathe air

if it didn't contain her trace

I remembered last time we were here

the waves seemed to acknowledge her

beauty .. her ever growing grace

i was searching for her at bay

but she ...

she was immersed in my heart case,

I took a plunge in myself to find,

but she was scattered and imbibed,

on the tombstone of my cremated disgrace

A candle light on our love's grave,

she is immortal and I die of her name,

A crude accusition I carry of bringing,

obsolescing her embrace

Feelings and emotions better left upon the shore .....

paths and roads on the way ...

roads i travelled
high and low
ways into which
paths
submerge and flow
valleys,rivers
mending all blows
untouched terrains
asking to
be visited
ridges and cliffs
shattering
realities and myths
journeys
long and hard
journeys
far and below
foraying into
places
never knowing
i could
ever go
uuf's and aah's
tremor's and falls
all
encapsulated
by the prized
enchanting waterfall
discovering myself
an entity
so infinitesimly small
in this valley
holding
surprises for one and all

Hear ......what isn't said

Hear ......what isn't said
for what is said
makes no sense at all ...

Hear what is meant to be said
just close your eyes
And open your heart

I don't want to speak
for I have so much to say
I don't wanna listen to you
for it never goes away

Listen to the silence ...
(Can you hear in it my voice ..?)
For it may speak for me

I always had something to say
something ..
that
I could
never summon up & say
but
Since now the tides changed
and no more
washes your name away

I couldn't either
but it just embarked itself on my heart

Now my time's up & ... out
I haven't lost my faith or courage
but with you they went away

A thousand words i can take to say
what i couldn't .
all the while it was to be said

Now that I'm a bundle of hay
dry, battered , useless...discarded away

Hear ... behind the words
in the silence of the sulken night
some bonds ... will always remain
maybe next time round .. I'll have my say !




This poem is dedicated to anyone
and everyone who has loved but could not say ...