February 04, 2011

qualm


misty memories,
now covered with dust...

of genuine fondness,
of concern and care...
of ardor and attachment,
we once did share...

of a deep respect,
of the long gone past...
of an unspoken guilt,
of what didn't last...

misty memories,
now covered with dust...
misty memories,
in this carnival of rust!!

unfinished conversations,
hanging mid air...

of extending hands,
which never met...
of an uncertain dream,
of a deep regret...

of an unfulfilled wish,
a love unexpressed...
of a dying bond,
of tears suppressed...

unfinished conversations,
hanging mid air...
unfinished conversations,
in this life unfair!!

6 comments:

  1. Unfinished conversations..

    hanging mid air...

    lovely lines..

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  2. Unfinished Conversations, carnival of Rust, unspoken words and mistrust... nice lines.

    Cheers,
    Blasphemous Aesthete

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  3. memories now getting dusty.. I like the idea.. beautifully written poem!

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  4. It is remarkable, it is the amusing answer

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if you think differently, go right ahead & express yourself..you might help me grow up in the process and i would be thankful.
if you think alike, you can ofcourse talk too..you might help me feel less alone in the crowd and i would be grateful.
Whatever you might think, i would love to know your reaction!!!