Sunday, December 19, 2010

Unaccustomed

Losing a loved one is not easy. This is dedicated to all the closed ones who passed away. You will always be remembered. Life will always remain an unaccustomed affair without you.


Nothing has changed with your going away,
The night brings about its darkness as always,
The moon still manages to illuminate the dark alleys.

The bend in the road,
Where you took a different turn,
Away from me is still there and I am still here,
I have never taken that path alone since,
I have tried not to look that way again.

Forsaken by you and deserted by shadows,
I have tread over splinters of the past,
On uncushioned bare feet,
There is loneliness outside and emptiness within.

V.V.Vikram

Angst

A piece inspired by a short story from the book 'One Amazing Thing'

Whenever I turn back and look,
You appear a bit of a stranger
A bit of a stranger I too.

We no longer stand where we stood once,
Neither is there a chance we will be together,
Nor is there any angst or remorse,
Yet you appear unhappy.

You were a spent moment in a spent relationship,
Tonight as the moon plays his melancholic tune,
A mere memory remains of the last time we walked,
Yet you seem to have lost your way.

V.V.Vikram