"....have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

Monday, February 10, 2014

Tracking time...




I don't know how to start
I don't know where to start
It's been so long
That time has seen us apart
With memories imprinted
Like a knife through my heart

I held on, I let go
Yes I did
I stepped forward, I moved on
Goodbye, I thought I bid

It hurt then, It hurts now
Every hurt I think I hid
It stung then, It stings now
Every sting I remember like a kid

What do I say?
What can I say?
Say is all I want
I don't know when
I don't know how
Know is what I can't

For how much longer
Can I hold on?
Getting stronger and stronger
I've waited so long...

Is this it?
Is this the end?
Of all that I've hoped past?
Am I fit?
To cross this bend?
Just this once, but last?

It isn't funny no more
Every breath, every hour
Till now!
It's burning my scars sore
Every blink, every step
Somehow!

Today is mine
I know it is!
Like yesterday it's, in line
Not, yet another miss!
And tomorrow will be, just fine
As long as it's mine, to kiss...

2 comments:

  1. Beautiful flow of feelings...Very nicely written!

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  2. Thank you Sri Valli! Thanks for stopping by..:)

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