Friday, December 25, 2009

With a candle in my hand...

Now the depression sets in,
The year marked will be let go,
There have been no remains in my thoughts
A beautiful relation will soon disappear
And no one will complain.

The pain comes now and again,
This voyage will be guided by a star
But this is what never asked him to be
I just wanted him to be with me when this comes

Sometimes I ask, sometimes I just let the pain,
Like an open wound it bleeds, I say its gone
I say it wouldn't bother me but the truth is,
I rather let it not be talked of.

To think what time, I have had with him
To relationship I never took time enough to be given much thought
The negativity brought through the happenings
I wish I had more time and I wish things weren't this way

To be friend, to be someone I could call on
And now when the merry wishes pour in
I wish I could send him one too and to have with him a cake
But now it lies there, I desire not single piece
I desire not a single sweet.

I hide my face, I disguise, I show the strength that I am supposed to
But somewhere deep inside the memories cry
I hate to say, to unearth these feelings but the sing to me
Like a sad lullaby and there is no comfort that could justify this
The hate, the love, the melancholy
All now seems now to be a lesser emotives
Against the feeling that lies buried inside

I lay by the year end, all these memories in my bagpack
I take it outside, bury them,
Cause there is nothing left to be done
There is no hope, no faith just the burning inside
And to whom would I ask a why?
ANd to whom will I question this about this mask?
To whom can I say, to bring back the past..
To meet him once, to bid him farewell
TO have have a chance to light a candle on diwali,
To give him a gift him a cake this Christmas...

There is but a silence to this
There is but darkness at the end of the line
There but me standing here praying to him, with a candle in my hand....