Memories Of You

today I sat lonely on the mat

our old ragged place

where we learnt to love

and never let go

where our beautiful souls

learnt to embrace

the eternity of love

the thing we called ours

on this torn mat

facing the beach, —

the sand ourfeet used to know

pictures of you stillroam

ravaging my thoughts.

Here on this mat

our souls learnt to make

stronger promises

So did our eyes —

learnt to deny what we say

our ears deaf to the core

and our hearts learnt to betray

Oh! Dear these memories

all the stories we wrote together

consume every bit of the fragments

of my broken heart

these memories of you

lingering my scar-full heart.

Do You Wander Enough?

Do you ever wander—

about how love destroys us,

eats us from the inside,

leaving us numb to the core?

Our eyes still see the light,

the sparks that dance in the moon

and her silver-lit stars,

but not in the eyes we once sat by the shore

and admired in deep silent wonder.

Our hollow noses catch the scent

carried by the restless wind,

but not the fragrance of clothes we once wore,

were hugs painted the essence

of our bonded souls.

Do you ever wander—

how love steals our thoughts,

conquers our hearts,

and builds within them

a home of fleeting joy?

How it robs us of our tears,

our fears,

and those we hold most dear?

Do you ever wander?