Love In Grave.

By truth, kill me at once,
Why the incessant deception?
The fine breeze,
i unlatched the door for vehemences.
Lost a hold in that bright azure,
still clasping to see you.
Exigency of a sight filled the silence.
I woke up but still night is on my bed.
Screech in ears – i’ll live unbounded, years of lion – where am i in this clamor?
Splintered by the truth ,
all knows the falsity.
Can you hear me?
Feel the presence?
The street is left in a stony desolation.

“But i can smell a scent of plumeria from miles away , voice in every silence , fondle in pain and your love in grave”.

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15 Comments

  • iamawarrior June 11, 2016 at 8:36 am Reply

    This is truly a beautiful piece. Thanks for sharing such moving honest words. 🙂

  • hrobertson2013 June 11, 2016 at 6:26 pm Reply

    fondling plumeria. Nice. Dunno, but I think I may have seen this tree on my Arizona adventure.
    Thanks for stopping by my blog. 🙂 Happy day, sahilbhamri!

  • ajaykohli June 11, 2016 at 8:50 pm Reply

    Sensitive lover

  • Morgan M Byers June 12, 2016 at 12:45 am Reply

    I really like this

  • Asthink.. June 12, 2016 at 3:28 pm Reply

    Kill me at once.. Defines the whole essence.. Interesting read

    • sahilbhambri June 12, 2016 at 4:01 pm Reply

      Yes thats the thing, you got it☺️ , thanks a lot

  • Shadeau June 25, 2016 at 12:09 am Reply

    WOW, fascinating writing–very powerful.

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