A Surreal Date!

The place is filled with the ghosts of the past,
And a few mortals who seem to be drinking too fast,

My favorite music is pouring into my ears
and i am waiting for my head to clear,

I look at you, a lot more closely
Today you are special,
Not just another one in the group.

I reach out for my LIIT,
that is what will set me free,
Make me talk and not just see,

The glass is cold and it tastes just right,
And seeing you having that whiskey seems to be a perfect sight,

Its our song so why not sing along,
We spoke of life and things ahead
and how he knows more than everything i have ever read.

The end of all inhibitions and fears,
And of all the things i didn't get to hear.

Questioning the rain.

The constant sound of rain, pouring into my ears
Drops against my window pane
I want to feel them in my face,
Not only see them falling in the infinite open space
My thoughts are fickle and make no sense
Just like the rain which doesn’t know when to fall on the other side of the fence.

In the end...only you remain!!

Shackles o loneliness on my body,
Are now cutting into my flesh,

The blood pouring out,
Is painting them red,

Freedom isn't something that's on my mind,
It’s you and the pain inside,

The pain is brutal
And m losing myself,

There is nothing that I can do,
Just wait for you!
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Blinding lights,
Fading my vision.
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Deafening silence
Is it time yet?
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I am free after all

From disgrace and false praise
From everything
That never came


But I want to tell you that,

Everything out here bears a faint resemblance with you

The clouds
The stars
The angels

All of them remind me of you!!

Revelation.

An obsolete closed closet,
is what i have become.

With things buried in my heart,
And waiting for love to last

Uncertain & succumbing,
Wandering in the shadows o the woods.

Where ghosts of the past still remain,
And timelessness prevails....

Dying to live..

There is life and there is death..
and in between are things unsaid,

When the sun is dull
and your life..seemingly full,

Some creatures are looking down on the earth
wondering why, a ship sails through an ocean,

Why people keep running in circles
why is it all so shallow, when it should be deep,

Is this what they call life and being,

The clock is ticking at a rapid pace
i am scared that nothing will be left of my face,

Are we all waiting for our death row
or a better life in charade,

One day,
I shall smile and it will be mine
and then there will be no fear no pain
It will be right there... waiting with my name..!!