Friday 15 March 2013

Do you remember ?




Do you remember what I used to call you?
Do you remember what I used to tell you?
Do you remember how I used to look at you?
Do you remember how I used to smile at you?

I still remember what you used to call me
Your words still echoes in my heart
I still remember the way you used to look at me
And when I close my eyes your smile mirrors in my mind

When world sleeps around me, I stay wide awake
In the middle of night, your memories
Brings only tears to my eyes and
A lingering ache to my torn heart..

They say “time is the best healer”
But why time cannot heal my wound
Each passing second makes it stronger and deeper
Sinking my conscious to eternal sleep…

They say I walk always in a trance
I don’t see even with my eyes open
Nor do I hear when they shout at me
Do you feel my pain, my slow disintegration?

I search for your face among strangers
I search for your name on all printed letters
I try to see you in people around me
Even trying foolishly to substitute others in your place

I am admitting defeat
Cannot go on anymore
I search for you day and night
Fully aware that you are watching my plight ..

5 comments:

sm said...

beautiful touchy poem

Anonymous said...

Very Very nice but sad poem...

Anonymous said...

The success of a writer is to make the reader merge with the theme . I almost felt one with the song - almost felt that I have written this verse. My eyes are full with salt waters. We always feel the presence of the one whom we love most though no more. If the above poem has been coined by me , this is how my wife will answer me and in the format I most cherish.

With you for ever , I am here
Why shed tear , tell me dear.
From up above , I 'll take care
No more 've thee any fear
From the path we preferred , never ye waver
Unto ye nothing 'll be a scare.
Said ye yes to what said my heart
When a path together we sought.
To serve and love each other
Always our ardent desire.
What you say , I listen
Fear ye 'll have none
For thou art mine
For ever , for ever mine.


My eyes are already dry . Oh , strange .friendship , no more such poems please .

But , thanks for a wonderful piece.

GR


strange.friendships said...

Thank you to all. I too don't like to write sad things but when I feel like writing only such lines comes...lol..

That is why I don't feel like writing too any more...

I am being a bad friend to all now a days so forgive me...

Felicity Grace Terry said...

So moving, I love the power, the raw emotion of this poem.