Saturday, July 04, 2009

Now.

I
don’t know now,
what mysteries your eyes tell;
not because
I
could never look into them,
without the fear
of it all slipping away;
but because you ,
never let me.


I
don’t remember
the feel of your hands in mine;
and it was not
I
who made me forget,
what it was like
to hold them with ease;
but the memory I had,
eroded itself.

I
don’t smile
at our song anymore;
even though
I
feel every note burst,
as true as the voice
that said it loved;
but inside me,
the voice grew silent.

I
don’t recognize
what lucidity your words hold;
not because
I
am lost within their maze,
of contradictions
and fear.
But because from these,
love, never broke free.

10 smoke wisps:

Orange said...

This is beautiful. :)

Shamanth said...

You have turned pain into something so beautiful, so pure, so lovely, that it is almost enticing.

unsungpsalm said...

Yours is the only poetry I love to read... It's so very romantic, moving, melancholic... Ultimate!

Meghana Naidu said...

@orange: :)

@shamanth: *Sigh* can i ever say anything more than that to you without it seeming inane. :)

@unsung: *takes a bow*
Its very sweet of you to say that. thank you :)

As the Mind Meanders said...

Phew... I am tired of you... can you please write something that ain't this good... how creative can one get to keep saying that someone writes brilliantly...

Meghana Naidu said...

@meandering mind: oh! what can i say. thank you!
:)

@all
*beaming at all the above words* thank you again.

Ann Dee said...

what it was like
to hold them with ease..

because from these,
love, never broke free..

Such poetries make me so so nostalgic. Keep 'em flowing lil' lady. :)

Meghana Naidu said...

@ND thank you :)
i hope its the nostalgia of the good kind although i know it cant be.

Zlaek said...

--I
don’t recognize
what lucidity your words hold;
not because
I
am lost within their maze,
of contradictions...

To be able to experience, understand, and express things such as these is what sets one apart from all the low things in the world. You're beautiful. And you know what I mean.

Meghana Naidu said...

You echo my thoughts,
ive said those same words to someone else once.
As long as i have such conversations and kidred spirits, i refuse to believe that there is no brilliance in today's world,
and thats where the beauty lies.

thank you.

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