Past Lost!

 

Stranded vehemences need a voice.
Caress, sense the screech.
Eyes droning out the unspoken words.
Not autistic but i can live it.
Echo’s of dreamland assailed again.
Foregone desire left somewhere.

Wake me up, let me breathe,
Been years, god ,let us meet,
I still wander near her street,
In the hope, one day she’ll greet.

Embracing these silhouettes,
Dark sight of these unwritten words.
Overwrought for leaving the veracity.
Rainbow , colorless.
Startled by the reality.
“Pain is trouncing by conquering on the one who loves Pain”.
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I write what i see, and feel what i breathe. Poetics is what i bathe in.

14 Comments

  • zenzuesdocsuess April 26, 2016 at 9:56 pm Reply

    really excellent, the word composition comes to mind for some reason. the choice of word, imagery, and tense really come together nicely! thanks

    • sahilbhambri April 27, 2016 at 5:54 am Reply

      Yes, there’s must be a reason for everything, it has too.
      Thanks a lot sir ☺️

  • Wish Tree May 7, 2016 at 7:04 am Reply

    Beautiful Words

  • yashhooda May 13, 2016 at 9:29 am Reply

    Amazing Brother 😍

  • Game Of Words May 17, 2016 at 9:52 am Reply

    Wow. It is just beautiful. Lovely. It was truly a pleasure reading. So deep. So delicate. Just wow. 😁

    • sahilbhambri May 17, 2016 at 10:35 am Reply

      Hey, thanks a lot, i am glad you liked it😁

  • Game Of Words May 17, 2016 at 9:56 am Reply

    Wow. It is so delicate. So beautiful. I love this. Seriously, it was a pleasure reading this. 😊

    • sahilbhambri May 17, 2016 at 10:36 am Reply

      Thank you so much, and it’s a pleasure having readers like you,😊

  • Game Of Words May 17, 2016 at 10:43 am Reply

    😊

  • Shri May 17, 2016 at 5:08 pm Reply

    Beautifully written 🙂

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