Inside I felt empty...
It felt little cold...
My dreams by now have turned so old...
Its left untouched,safe somewhere..
In my heart inside...
No one is there to follow me now...
And there is no one to guide... ... ...

Monday, February 21, 2011

the broken....



It raind last night......but this morning the heart breaking silenc woke me up...

...it was almost half n hour past noon...how stange.. that i felt the day was still asleep...

...actually sad...she looked so sad in that cloud colourd garment that she wore the whole day...no doubt the day was a beauty...but wonder y did she look so sad?!?

and felt an urge to shout n break it ...the silence so heart breaking..
but she lookd so pretty wearing the fragnance of the silence...

i felt a drop of tear that wishd to flood out of my heart...
but it had already meandered within the cracks of the heart...the heart so broken...

...the tears...they never listened...
           as a lil girl...wen the dear lil glass dolphin broke...tears poured down the eyes...untamable..
 wiped...n swallowed...gulp gulp...but it just wnt stop ...
time n again..wud say to myself..."come on act like a grown up...stop cryng for a silly glass dolphin...stop embarassng urself in front of others..."...(you r 10...stop being a kiddo)....yet it just wnt listn..




tears...they never listen...
          "dont you c...ur heart...the damn heart is broken...cry damn it...get some of those pains out..."
but it wont listen...
            "dnt u feel...its not a silly lifeless glass dolphin that has broken ths time...its heart damn it...dnt u feel it...bleeding.."
but it wont listen...
     "okkk...cry...for once...just think u r 10...just feel ur dear thng broke again...cry...puke out some of those nasty tears...for God's sake..for heart's sake..."
   Ofcourse it wnt listn...

i wish 10 could return...i wish the day lookd not so sad...i wish...
 the "heart" could be as prescious as the "silly glass dolphin" that broke long ago....





4 comments:

  1. This is a phase called 'growing up', which you will cherish as experience when you are old, wrinkly and wise. Till then enjoy the free roller coaster ride that life is offering and thank god that you are tall enough to be on the ride.

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  2. p.s: the last picture.. i have it in one of my posts.
    http://amropali.blogspot.com/2010/11/notes-from-incipient-misanthrope.html

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  3. huh...we tend to like the same kinda objects(pic i m talkng bout)...especially the broken1ns...pathetically funny... :P

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  4. eto dukhyo??? eto koshto??????? sotyi dekhe bujhtei parini............:(

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