The stars are mute tonight
The sky is in a silent phase
The wind has lost its music
And the moon has no story to tell
This taciturn aphonic night
Is what my heart abhors
So sing me a lullaby, will you?
And put my fears to sleep.
~ Chhaya
When reluctance gives in to the urge of expression….
The stars are mute tonight
The sky is in a silent phase
The wind has lost its music
And the moon has no story to tell
This taciturn aphonic night
Is what my heart abhors
So sing me a lullaby, will you?
And put my fears to sleep.
~ Chhaya
Drained eyes
Yield empty dreams
In the vacuity of
Ransacked nights
As a sunken mind
Unveils memories
From the dark depths
Of times unplumbed.
~ Chhaya
My hands were bruised
Trying to grasp a moment
That felt like an eternity
I was losing a battle again
To a fragile fate
Succumbing to
The trickery
Of my own destiny
I shrivelled
As pain creeped in
Deep inside my gut
While I carried
The hefty remains
Of vanquished dreams
And crushed desires
Recklessly stacked
Beneath the layers
of my peeling skin
My bones crippled
trembled and creaked
and popped and cracked
Under the weight of
Gross despondency
But never did they give in
To the pangs and qualms
Of my decimated hopes
So I kept walking
To fight another battle
To grasp another chance.
~ Chhaya
I tried to hang in there
Holding on to something
That didn’t even exist
What slipped
through my hands
Felt like a void or a null
But I thought it was all
That I had ever longed for
You claimed all that I wished
Yet owned nothing at all
And I kept looking for dreams
In your sham virtues and douth
But times cannot be facile
And I knew the fall was due
My hands could no more hold
What seemed like a rosy loop
So the leap was bound by fate
And I had no reason to remorse
For to stay was for sure alluring
But I couldn’t be oh so callow.
~ Chhaya
To the silence
that speaks
a thousand words
“come,
converse with me
for my heart
craves
mute talks tonight.”
– Chhaya
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