my head burns,

my heart aches,

my eyes search you evrry now and then,

i speak to me, i speak to u,

you cant hear me,you unheard,

i shouted......,

you are not here.

its cold and dark again

as it was forever.

my thought,as a personified dilema,

asked mre about my pain,

it smiled,it laughed,it cried........

its never me..its never me.. its never me...

for you...

In the night she throws her

shadow on me,

when darkness is blind,am sitting with in it

immense and alone.

I do have nothing with me

to hide myself except putting the night upon.

but no where is she,she is gone.......

When i open my eyes

I see the moon

it is standing quite and the sky is still,

back down on the ground,

me thinks,will she return.........

The moment has come,

which we thought months before,

time flew faster than mind,

everything was still but we shattered.

Go,go,go,we dont need you,

we may be tenuous but can hold on the tears.

Mis-cracks are way back,

involvement is more,

love will now be the force and faith the showrd.

The blackhole has come,

but the memories are here,

the softness of your lips,

the warmth of your hands,

the beautiful eyes and the rosy cheeks,my dear.

Sorry,but the words are now in the fog,

for i made an assurance.

Do not take me as a lier as loving you is only what i know,my dear.

the unasked question,

the days are running by,

the stars are shinning on thier way,

fruits and flowers are entering and vanishing,

the roads are still curved and busy searching 

for new incidents to occur,

but i am still here

sitting and watching the simple ripples 

formed in this logged pond.

the little white reflections are coming 

and giving me a smile,

the chilled air is presenting me an icy kiss

and requesting for a jacket.

trees are swinging around,

birds are making a motion

but neither the sky nor the water is answering me.

now its dark,

the little wonderers have started to rattle

and the atmosphere 'round is murmuring.

like some eclipse,

darkness is engulfed by silence.

its now much more mathematical.

someone shouted,

perhaps i heard,

the finger stood up

and pushed the two squre glasses back,it was nothing but my heart beats.

silence called me for a chat

and darkness showed me the way

then i got my 

imagination drawn. 

my litle imagination spoke to me about 

my internal desire for the eternal bliss by which i am blessed by the existance.