A Hearty Farewell

Left out in the open,

the severed heart began to shrink.

Torn out from the body,

which stopped moving again.

Let us sing a song,

to revive the lost beats.

Let us say we’re sorry,

and bury the world with it.

~AJ

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Touch Me Before You Are Gone

We
were left
all alone
waging a war
against the whole world
snatching away our hopes
pushing us to the corner
and dissevering us apart
I know that we stand on the edges
of crushing reality and our dreams
Lost in fleeting memories, we slowly fade
Alas! We will be no more, but your touch remains.

~AJ

No Skin

Promise that you will hold me, love.
even when I can’t feel your touch.
Promise me that you will find me,
even when I can’t do you much.

Certain nights when my heart grows cold,
promise that you will hold me, love,
you will purge me and redeem me.
More so when you can’t grasp my love.

You said you wanted to know me
everything and my heart whole.
Promise that you will hold me, love,
and I swear I will bare my soul.

You should know that I will wager-
this world, my hell, the heavens above.
For you, I’ll try to endeavour.
Just promise that you’ll hold me, love.

~AJ

An Eternal Expedition

Dawn rose above the dark once more,
to search for the lost paragon.
The one of them legends and lore,
the one which was mine’s ever gone.

Brushed the abyss of the ancient,
sieved every bit stumbled upon,
to feel the pain of the sentient,
the one which was mine’s ever gone.

And as the valley of sleep dries,
waning rivers of hope are drawn,
to bring back the strong heart who lies,
the one which was mine’s ever gone. 

~AJ

 

Water under the Bridge

Yesterday, you bid me goodbye.
All our dreams and fears vanished soon
before the last tear left my eye.
Just like water under the bridge.

Who would have known that we were built,
on fragile words and songs of June.
We were fleeting, petals which wilt.
Just like water under the bridge.

The pain will ebb away with time,
bringing me your scent one blue moon.
We disappear… A shade… I am.
Just like water under the bridge.

~AJ

Her Solitude

We saw her walk untouched by the ravaging feud;
we hoped to be her, blind to her dark solitude.

While we fought and cried, and then wished to turn back time,
she trudged ahead beside her only solitude;

and when we died, we went down together at break,
and then she’ll die, in the strong arms of Solitude.

Clandestine paths, they skirt the battle grounds edges,
the frontiers which part for her long solitude.

How far do you trudge along sordid banks of Woe,
to trust her last resort of banal solitude.

~AJ