Friend

The pain subsides, the emptiness remains.
I miss you friend.
Our friendship was not perfect but then, it's that imperfect joy from a dear friend that i miss.
I know it's time to move on
but i can't and never will.
It's like the scar from a wound that refuses to go
no matter how hard you try
It's this very scar that becomes a part of your physical being,
your identification after a point of time,
you just learn to live with it.

She

She knows not her own self
please leave her alone
She has a huge emptiness within her
how it came to be
and, when will it cease to be
She knows not herself
please leave her alone
This time is like a sea voyage
She knows her feet will touch the shore soon
but her heart has grown sick of the sea
She dreams of the dry land
She is restless to feel the grains of sand beneath her feet
She knows it won't be long before She is there
but, her heart revolts
It floods her body with currents of tremendous longing
She tries to tame her heart
but she knows it is never in reach
She will stay afloat despite the tempest
till her feet embrace the shore
She knows not her own self

This Morning

This morning, i woke up to the past,
all that there was and, all that will never be
This morning, i woke up to the distant memories of the past,
with an aching longing to own, once again,
all i gave up, drunk in the self,
oblivious of everything else
This morning, i woke up to the beauty that there was and,
the wilderness that will always be
This morning, i woke up to my heart, made of many parts
This morning, i woke up to the one i lost, and, lost it will always be