Monday, September 07, 2009

forgotten melodies

everything seems larger than life
nothing seems normal anymore
every minute detail seems too close for comfort
and screaming without a sound.

maybe i need to step back from the peeping glass
and look around and see
the landscape spread as far as eye can see.

and see that day follows the darkest night
and spring follows the coldest winter
while life keeps moving on
whether i stand still or race ahead.

come hold my hand
and let's walk this last stretch together
we then have a lifetime more
once we reach the end of this road.

sing me your songs
so that i can sing along
and not think of 'could have beens'
or forgotten melodies.


sujata said...

After a long time on your page. read all the poems, really like the one called a peep into my feverish mind, and the current one is great too.

Shruti said...

screaming with no sound would be so desperate and helpless.. scary thought!
ooh pretty love poem :)
u hav gotten into the poetry phase again :)

ramblings said...

somehow the last two poems leaves one with a sense of feeling that the 'poet' seems a bit disoriented, lost and mebe resigned to!! this too shall pass!

Suma said...

where is the poet gone?


ramblings said...

whats up??!

Guruprasad said...

@sujata : i've been absconding... thanks for the comment! :)

@shruti : thanks :)

@ ramblings : i should check with the poet! :P