A vacuum within me...

A vacuum exists in the deepest trenches of my mind,
The best of my thoughts are born here,
The worst of my worries are bred here,
Nevertheless a ray of hope of undying optimism,
Shakes me from a futile slumber,
To tell me let empty spaces linger on,
But never to sink in those trenches of revulsion...

To the one...

To the one who stood by me,
To the one who but lost track of self,
To the one who gave me:
A world of books, love and dejection,
Reveries of rapid tears and tingling laughter,
Refined thoughts and measured words,
Calm composition and untold hope...
I but now halt and share a thought,
I remember thee for all done and left unsaid,
In honest joys and distress tears..

July

Sour moments are but what you started off with,
In the rain and sunshine you bonded with me,
When my wall friend was all then I had.
You smiled at me with a wink in your eye,
 Hugged me with an undying reassurance,
 To soothe my low lying spirits.
When rains bid a goodbye,
Memories of loved ones was but very strong,
You enlivened me by giving me hope of sunshine; a new day to come.
I hear those lucid whispers always,
No darkness can be timeless,
No pain can be endless...
What shall I give back for all the love and hugs,
What shall I give back for all the hope and reassurance,
Oh...my dear...JULY.

Alien and Lost

Battered and Shattered when she lay on the bare ground,
All she could sense was a numbness foreground.
When the void feeling within was yet unresolved,
There came more dejection from the abode of hope,
Quiet, grieved when thoughts of despair lingered on,
She wished not to be alien to herself too long...far from being able to hold on...