A Fading Heart

For what you don't know,is killing me inside.
For what you didn't do,is what I need to confide.

My feelings for you haven't just vanished into the night,
For it is your hand I wish to hold tight.

Sad emotions enter my mind,
Searching for answers, still longing to find.

Commitment was the word we did not say,
That's why this heart is fading away.

-Archana.

(N)everlasting happiness..

Like a butterfly,it eludes when chased,
but sits softly on our shoulders,unattended.

Like a star flickering on a cloudy night,
it tries to illumine the space around.

Like a thunderbolt,jolting from the skies,
giving joggles every time it strikes.

Like a flower,the one day beauty,
blooms at dawn and withers at dusk.

Like a bird,it flies away,
when its flock migrates their autumn flyway.

Like a river's streaming flows,
it moves away,unstamped on the same waters again.

Hence,the blissful feeling of contentment,
happiness is never everlasting.

-Archana.

Life as a loner..

When theres no one around to talk,
In this journey,alone i would walk.

Sharing my laughter and tears,
All by myself,without any fear.

But there'll be no one to laugh along,
Nor a shoulder to cry upon.

Why do they leave me alone?
the people who,to me were once known.

What if i had never let them go?
Would they be the same people i ever knew?

-Archana.

SUFFOCATION

Everything changes with time.
Habits to addictions,
Beauty allures and sags,

Bonds are made,
some fade,some break.
Some repent,some don't.
Who do,they suffer yet recover.
Who don't,they are strangled forever.

I jilt,lately,
realizing my eventful acts,taking all the pleasures.
Unthoughtful of hurting and being hurt.
Ethically imbalanced,i stand an enigma to myself.

Paranoid,i lurk;longing for asylum.
Vulnerably,i whinge to the walls,unheard.
Having traumatized to another betrayal,
toxicated completely.En masse,i live dead.

-Archana

Life is like a Boat...

Nobody knows who i really am,
I never felt this empty before.
And if i ever need someone to come along,
who's gonna comfort me and keep me strong?

The journey will still go on..
even on the quietest days,
Along with the passing clouds,
Allowing a slight shimmer upon...

After the moon completes its phase,
it will shine light upon,with grace.
I pray and wait for the new day to come,
until it arrives across the vividly sparkling ocean.

-Archana

The Last Kiss

Adorned in black,lit by the golden rise,
She sat awaiting,just for him,
Who stood behind a palm,
getting his first glimpse of her,at daybreak.
Still gaping at her beauty,
he walked towards his lady love.
Presenting her a bunch of red roses,
they sat,hand in hand.
Tuned to her voice,divine,
admiring her beauty,hypnotic.
United their hearts,bound with sweetness,
long,will last this togetherness,blissful.
Mesmerized deeply,lost in the lover's paradise,
unaware of the time they sat till twilight.
Until overshadowed by darkness,mystique.
Their path lit by the dim moon light,
she walked him to a mansion by a cemetery.
Highly illumined beyond his imaginations,
captivated by the antiques,all with her name etched.
He took pleasure of everything,insatiably.
They danced to the tunes of a librettist;
Dined and drowned royally,into a delicious irony.
Nothing seemed illusive,till the last kiss.
Pierced into his neck and the oozing out red,
She quenched her thirst,from her 'beloved',
who laid anesthetized,in the cemetery.
Asleep to eternity,and hence buried.

-Archana

Frozen tears

Even though i said the final good-bye,
Even though it was all up to me,
I still cry...
For when we were the best of friends,
For the time we spent together
And for what was never supposed to be..

-Archana

What do they convey?

Its no reality.

Its not even a movie.

Some sweet,some scary.

Haunted in the darkness.

I think of it;being sleepless.

Some forgotten,some remembered.

What do they signify? Are they good? Or bad?

Or is it a game played by my subconscious mind?

I am obsessed,of the dreams and the nightmares.

-Archana

'Meannocent' Lives

She works her hands to vulnerability,
under the nose of constant scrutiny.

A negligent government and a reproachful society,
lead to her quiet servitude and endless poverty.

Inordinate has it become,her desire for education,
inadequate,is her income for her family's sustainence.

A disturbed liberty to chase her dreams,
underprivileged to live beyond her means.

-Archana