..........

The cold sheets are crying for you. Every inch of the house have traces of your being. Don't let it fade.

The walls long to hear the sighs of sweet joys. Don't let them forget our music.

The couch has gone cold and needs your warmth. The telly is being watched but prefers watching you.

Of lying beside you, of being watched while I sleep, of sweet nothing's whispered. Come back soon

Purple

Another lame attempt at acrostic poetry. Please feel free to give me your critical view on this

Purple



Pouting red across the setting sky, as the silver drizzles of rain lashed out,

Under the canopy of the dark blue and orange sky was the smiling pink sun.

Rising blue waves crashing and breaking on the white grains of sands painting blank murals, a

Pallette of colours across that beach but not a sight of my favourite colour. The one i

Love, the colour i seek. And right when i lost hope on that

Endless stretch of silver sand, there it was gleaming in the moonlight a purple gem.

Star Gazer

Slowly the night sky enveloped her,
Tearing apart her every hope. She
Abhorred the pain that
Ripped her heart and stole her spirit.




Groping in the dark she searched,
An abode that felt like home, that her
Zealous spirit longed for,
Eager was she to smile again, with
Rekindled hope she looked up and in that very dark night saw her STAR,................ and she became the STAR GAZER.



Another attempt at acrostic poetry. With a dedication to someone who has made me strong in my weakness and also weak in my strength. :)

Shattered

*My very lame attempt at Acrostic poetry. Am ready to face the tomatoes so fling it at the end* :P



She stood there like a morbid soul,
Her dull eyes showed no emotion;
And why would they?
Torn like a broken petal,
Tears rolled down;
Erratic she wanted to be,
Reality did strike her hard; she
Embraced her sorrow like a dear friend
Death was what she did not prefer


An Acrostic is a poem or other form of writing in which the first letter, syllable or word of each line, paragraph or other recurring feature in the text spells out a word or a message.



Rashi has written better ones though.

I Long For Thee

I long for thee to come and kiss my eyelids,
I long for thee to come and embrace me in your warm hug,
I long for thee to take me to the land of magic,
I long for thee to take me on a voyage beyond the dark black sky into the land of colour.
Oh sleep, oh sleep, this tired being beckons you.

The Path I Fear

I walked the lonesome road tonight.
I felt the void that never puts me right.
Dont know why i got to relive it every time,
wishin tat it would jus go away wit no rhyme.

I stepped on the cobbled path,
ready to see what lay ahead, i trod along.
This time i wanted to get out of it unscathed.
This time i did not wish to hurt.
As i trod i den realised all this while i forgot to see the lilies in my path,
all this while i forgot to see the petals strewn across.

Now i know why i dreaded this path,
for i saw only the rocks and pebbles.
The flowers lay unnoticed,
cause i just prefered to walk in pain.
Not realising that the things tat lay unnoticed,
made my walk down memory lane bearable.