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Sunday, January 16, 2011

STAGEPLAY

The bullets of your words have pierced through my skin
I sought you forever
But that world eluded me akin
I want to reach out
But I freeze upon my stage
And as the spotlights illuminate my being
I pull the curtains and get lost in the blackness
Locking myself, in my lone cage.

I can hear the crowd hooting from below
But my ears are numb to their voice
Coz I just seek your soul
In the stealthy silence of my heart
How destructive it is,
The endless agony of meeting someone
Only to be apart.

I wish you’d realize it never was me running away
I was just trying to enact a play
Where the script was written by you
Even though you may not know
That was only true.

But maybe the truth is a big lie
Hiding underneath the practicalities of this life
May be our hearts want the same
But since we are brought to believe that wishes only come true in dreams
We’ve hidden our feelings
And stitched it at the seams.

The crowd has come and gone
My eyes so accustomed to this heartache
Are bland and dry
They say, I should let the pain out
And for once cry
But they don’t know
It’s the only thing I have left of yours
Except the memories kept in locked drawers.

The show has ended
For me and you
But for those who came by
It never even began
The spotlights were never needed
Nor were the scripts
For whatever had to be said has been said
And my hearts turning a lonely red
I hope one day you realize
That sometimes there are some lies in truth
And sometimes there is a lot of  truth in those lies
You just have to turn blind to what you see
And decipher what wants to be said between the lines.






9 comments:

  1. Hey pramati.. i do not know about the author of these lines i.e. about you but i really wonder how can any one write these line... it takes courage... lots of courage... isn't? ny how in mean time.. these are my lines ...

    I want to hide myself in a black closet,
    I believed in your promises but you were in your own dream.
    I was always with you but you left me to scream.
    And now I am spending my life in a coffin.

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  2. :)
    i guess it does take courage to bare ur soul in ur words. . but its second nature to me!
    writing heals..
    its not about courage actually for me. . i just find solace in words!
    by the way. . ur lines. . go with the mood of the poem!:)

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  3. That's what I am saying Pramati... We may feel ashamed being naked but the words do it without any mercy.. but it only we who write these words.. a contradiction.. isn't?

    Naked words heal our soul... good point though...

    :)

    BTW.. sorry for not mentioning earlier... A poem very close to heart.. Good one... ( I do not want to recite these lines...definitely it pinch very hard... and do not want any one to feel these one in real life... )

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  4. Thats the best part abt it all. . U dnt wana bare ur soul b4 anyone. . But u gota take it out someway. . Words bring out ur depth in an enigmatic way. . Dat way u dnt hav 2 say everythng. . But uve already said a lot! :)
    thank you for the compliment. . Nd quite certainly one wudnt wish 4 anyone to experience this!

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  5. "But since we are brought to believe that wishes only come true in dreams"

    we wish that no one experience this but our wish come true only in dream....

    never mind... you experienced this ?

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  6. does that honesty reflect in the lines?
    yes/no?
    either way. . u have your answer.:)

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  7. "I pull the curtains and get lost in the blackness
    Locking myself, in my lone cage."

    "In the stealthy silence of my heart
    How destructive it is,
    The endless agony of meeting someone
    Only to be apart."

    "It never even began"


    Yeah I have my answer... dreams really comes true only in dreams.

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  8. We want to realize it in real life but reality needs a real companion... which can "decipher what wants to be said between the lines."

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  9. exactly. . . but dreams come true . . in reality as well. .

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