The song of eternal dusk

Yes okay.. so I used to write.. and its been like almost two years I haven't written anything.
I used to post on this place called ArcanumCafe.com - . a long lost place i used to frequent. when words were easy to come out for me.. and every time i posted there, it felt amazing!
It may feel strange but I actually loved posting there! Loved the feedback as well that came along with it..
posting one of my poems here that I wrote back in 2008..  It was called "The song of eternal dusk".
That time was different.. this time is different.
you could also visit the link and have a look at it there, but i want to post it here anyway.

http://www.arcanumcafe.com/community/showthread.php?t=75425

" love, today i set you free

i know you will never follow me 
stop me.. one last time 
whisper "you are mine"
tell me you will love me till the end of time 

stop me before i am gone 
you know i will forever be alone..

walking in your garden 
everything seems abandoned 
don't let me go
i love you more than i show 

some wounds won't heal 
remember the moments i made you feel

the days are full of darkness 
the sun has stopped shining
i am ready to leave.. yet i am pining 

I wish you would stop me 
so we can swim to the moon

and go across the tide 
confess the feelings we hide.. 

as the dawn.. dawns on me 
i look at you one last time

 will never say goodbye 
so i disappear into the mist.. while looking at the sky "  

 
 

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living..
I want to know what you ache for.. and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me where you live..
I want to know what you long for..
It doesn't interest me who you know..
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you like it that way..
I want to know if you can see "beautiful" even when its' not "beautiful"..
if you have the beauty to see beauty even in the simplest things.

Dreams I

I was awake. But it felt every bit that I was still dreaming, that I was still in a state of dream. 

I wasn’t sure why but everything appeared fuzzy.  I was running towards the sea in the hope that I would catch you,  but you were nowhere.  You were nowhere to be found. 
But I kept on running,  hoping to reach the sea but the distance grew longer and longer.
I did not know why it was happening to me,  why the distance grew every passing moment.
I wanted to reach the sea,  up until the end even if it meant drowning in it.
But something kept me afar and I wasn’t sure what it was.

You

A little part of me came alive today again. I was looking for you everywhere hoping to get a glimpse of you but couldn't find you. You were nowhere. I wanted to see you, even if for a second, even if for one little moment, i wanted to but could not find you. And then i saw you.
I ran. I started to move towards you but you left. Somewhere I didn't want you to see me, you obviously did not, but a part of me always wished you did but you were too far to notice me.
You were too far.. i wished you were closer so our eyes could meet each other's again, like that day.
I came alive that day. It was like every part of me was alive. I didn't notice the people around me. I didn't care about anything. And then began..

Someday

We live and then we die.
Someday you're going to regret not expressing your feelings enough,
someday you're going to regret holding back,
someday you're going to regret not taking chances,
someday you're going to think about - "what could have been"
someday you would want to come back to me.
Someday you would want to go back and re-live all 'our' moments again.
someday i'd always accept you with open arms, whenever you choose to come.

shruti - a lost memory.

shruti - a lost memory., a photo by eternalentity1 on Flickr.

This is the photograph of my friend, Shruti, who is now a lost memory. I don't intend to share the story here but yes, I miss her. We were absolutely crazy together  but like they say, life's a bitch.. so yeah!
Don't wanna say anything more.
ciao

Untitled, a photo by eternalentity1 on Flickr.

apoorva.

shruti, a photo by eternalentity1 on Flickr.

shruti. - a lost memory

Its' like i'm really protective about you. Its' the way you feel when you want to protect someone from every evil, every impurity that ever exists in the world.
Its' like my eyes are always looking to protect you and hide you from every evil eye glaring at you.

chapter one Longing, chapter two Dreams.


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