Story weaver .. Cursed Dreamer ..

Time will come and Time will follow ..
All my barren tales would no longer remain hollow ..
And now the wind whispers his name ..
I can feel him
still lingering in my embrace

It haunts him and taunts him
the growing distance only daunts him ..
He knows the tale
Of legends reduced to stories
Of his fate and mine ..
That he's out to revive ..
He's set to follow my essence ..
To bring me back to life ..

To the premonitions
he wouldn't pay heed,
Of all the worldly wealth
Love is his greed ..
And In his heart
calls out now,
a dream
Of tomorrow
and forever . . the sprout of our Love seed

He knows not what'll come to be
Yet in my heart I know
Someday
he'll set me free ..
His only fear is of losing me
And yet gladly
He's lost himself within me ..
I wish I could somehow
ease the pain
inside his heart ..
And turn immortal to those eyes

Inside me though dwells
a fear that division bells
Help me shed
fear of this disgrace
come fly me past
this unknown race
Would I ever
be happy without u ?
Help me shed this mortal shell

Your every thought is a chant
with which I lull myself to sleep ..
And all but rain helps me cleanse
the frozen tears I weep ..
As I hear lame
echoes of your fall ..
If my love's true
wouldn't it bring you here ?
Come .. as you are
As a breath, all .. but a memory ..

Untie, Come .. the shreds of yesterday
Up my sleeve . . .
The feeling of you being mine
and yet not here ..
Longing for shelter from
all that I see ..
Of all this turning from
Red to Black ..
Come rescue me !

I wanted understanding
as I got acceptance
coasting the same vibes
took him into my life ..
I wanted someone to own my heart
and in him I lost my soul..
to dry my eyes
And yet laugh at every fall
he showed me . . light
For my modesty, he was mercy
that illuminated bright ..

Yet those today
are unfathomable lies
It echoes in my head ..
he's slipping into darkness
As I fade from sight ..
Fate with jealous eyes
would lovers see ..
for their perfect union
would depose its tyranny ..
Ask a prayer set free ..
If a granted wish will
see it meeting its destiny ?

I gave myself,
every bit and part ..
for longings
Of a familiar face
I search my hands,
for the man within
those lines
The traces
of his lost path . .

Its a naked mourn of my dream
thats cursed black by the night ..

Is love about
just what's now and here ?
How many days would these thoughts
pass away ?
For how long . .
beyond my reflection
to the world outside
I have to prolong my numb gaze .. ?
Was this a fantasy with walls too high .. ?
Why was my fairytale denied ?

I welcome the end
(If this is what it does turn out ..)
with just one wish ..

Once it deliberates, Love never turns slight ...